"Ouch, ouch!"
The leopard cubs climbed on Moore's back, jumped, grabbed and climbed on the eagle's back in three or two times. They squatted and sat down, ready to go.
But one of them sat askew on Moore's left wing, one on Moore's right wing, and the other on his fan like tail feather. The key feathers of flying are all suppressed. If you are not careful, they will fall off the gargoyle.
Moore shivered, afraid to take off.
Bai Qingqing can't cry or laugh. He stretches his legs and pulls down a leopard on Moore's wing. He laughs and says, "you can't fly like Moore."
"Ouch ~"
the voice of the leopards was wronged, and the remaining two leopards refused to go down, squatting and sitting still.
Moore stood up, their bodies immediately more obedient, furry claws in the fingernails all out, clasp the feathers under the claws.
"GOOGOO ~" Moore stepped out a foot and put it under the body of the second one pulled out by Bai Qingqing.
The dejected second saw it, and immediately excited, all four feet on the steel claws. The hairy and round body stands with four fingers together, like a cone, which looks funny.
Moore shakes another wing, so that the eldest brother falls down and stands on his other foot.
Bai Qingqing looked down at her eyes and pooped, "is that ok?"
Moore turned his head and looked at the white eyes. His eyes were full of affirmation. He also raised his paws and shook them.
The leopards' claws are flexible. They clasp the eagle's claws to death. Moore throws them up and doesn't fall down. They just look up and look at their mother with poor eyes, as if to say: don't leave me behind.
Bai Qingqing looks at the baby like this, and her heart immediately softens. Seeing this, he no longer objected. He turned around and waved to the old three on Moore's tail.
"Come to mom."
Seeing that the second eldest brother had a place to stand, the third eldest brother didn't have a place for himself. He was still worried. After listening to his mother's words, he opened his mouth, breathed a sigh of relief and ran happily.
Bai Qingqing holds the old three in front of him. After he sits down, Moore flies steadily with a heavy burden.
As soon as Curtis came, they flew into the air. He looked up and a few stray hairs fell on his face.
"Hiss ~" Curtis opened the feather in front of him, and looked up at Moore in the air. The two animals had the same meaning of fighting.
Without hesitation, he took off the animal skins, turned his legs into snake tails, and quickly swam towards the wisteria forest.
Moore is still flying smoothly, but he can feel his speed is much faster from the strength of the wind.
For the first time, leopard cubs stood at such a high place, scared and excited, and howled one by one. The wind made the hair on the body billow, and the young body showed a funny sense of vicissitudes.
And Moore, with a leopard on his body and a leopard on his claws, looks like a fighter in the game. The baby is the bullet that can be fired.
"All right, shut up and take care of your stomachache after eating the wind." Bai Qingqing scolds with his face intentionally.
The cubs closed their mouths, their golden eyes shining, and looked down at the forest.
Not long after, Moore found a little light purple on the green ground and gave an inquisitive call.
Bai Qingqing looked at that side very tacitly, patting Moore's back happily: "that's it!"