The weather was surprisingly good today. The sun was out and shined on the walls of the mountain, giving them a light and warm golden look.
A little bit of light shone inside the cave and casted onto young Mr. Grey Wolf’s cheeks. It made him looked like he was bathed in light.
In warm weather like this, there would be an abundance of food and it was also much saver to hunt.
Ruan Qiuqiu still didn’t want him to go. She could sense that she didn’t have much time left to keep him company.
This time, however, young Mr. Grey Wolf was very determinant.
He insisted on going no matter what Ruan Qiuqiu said.
Ruan Qiuqiu nodded “docilely” (helplessly) but the wolf cub was still a little worried.
Picking up Ruan Qiuqiu’s hand he hooked her pinky with his and then touched her forehead with his.
“Wolf clan prom-, promise,” said young Mr. Grey Wolf seriously. “Wai-wait for wolf to come back.”
Ruan Qiuqiu wanted to laugh but once young Mr. Grey Wolf had left, she couldn’t share the feeling that what he had done was somewhat familiar.
It seemed that big Mr. Gray Wolf had done the same things before she entered into the memory world.
With a loud THUG! sound along with the smell of blood, two adult male demons tossed the young Mr. Grey Wolf, who were alive and well just that afternoon, into the cave.
There was blood all over him and half of his tail was broken off. He, however, was clutching something tightly in his hands.
With an indescribably anger and aching of her heart, Ruan Qiuqiu could barely stand. She was shaking so much that she could hardly breath.
This was done by Zhuzhu’s dad?
But wasn’t that the good demon that had helped young Mr. Grey Wolf in the past?
He had told her in the last couple of days how Zhuzhu’s father had given him so hot water in the past and had also given him this very old piece of animal skin that he had here.
What did it mean by being banished?
What did it mean by leaving him on his own?
So, being bullied and having stones thrown at him was only a small portion of the nightmare?
So, Fire Wolf Tribe wasn’t the first tribe that abandoned him?
How many times had her young Mr. Grey Wolf been abandoned?Thê source of this content n/o/v/(el)bi((n))