Deep affection knows no origin; remember the polar bear's love for you.

Chapter 199 Seal Pup
On the fifth day, no, it should be said that around the fifth day, the little bear dared to secretly tear a piece of meat from under Caesar's mouth while he was eating.

Caesar paused in his chewing, raised his head, and stared with his deep eyes at the little cub who had just stolen the fattest piece of meat from under his mouth.

The salmon hurriedly divided the meat into two portions, stuffing one into its younger brother's mouth, completely unaware of the dangerous glint in the eyes of the male bear behind it.

During this time, they lived on the ice floes with Caesar, adapting to his pace of life, piecing together rest in fragmented moments, and spending most of their time trudging forward in blizzards. From the initial discomfort, they eventually even lost their sense of time.

The piece of meat they were eating was their first since the seal five days ago; it came from a young seal.

Caesar smashed the ice with his bear paws and pulled the snow-white-furred seal cub out of the ice hole in exchange for this dinner.

Winter is an extremely physically demanding season. Last time, Caesar had already given away half a seal. The size difference between a cub and an adult seal is enormous, and the salmon was already quite satisfied to have stolen this piece of meat from Caesar's mouth.

Just one bite and even the biting north wind that's almost blown your hair out doesn't feel so piercing anymore!
Caesar's "wicked" gaze watched as the two little cubs calmly divided up the small piece of meat, chewing it for a while before swallowing it. They licked the blood off their mouths and then started licking their paws, as if afraid of missing a single bit.

"..."

The male bear silently withdrew its gaze, pretending not to see the two cubs, and continued to enjoy the food in its mouth.

The salmon and fish bones resulted in a skeleton that wasn't quite "clean," with scattered muscle and fat remnants on the bones, along with some leftover innards. If you were careful, it could at least provide a temporary meal.
This unexpected joy delighted the little bear, who hugged the bone and gnawed on it carefully.

Caesar watched as they devoured even the bones, chewing them up and swallowing them whole, and then suddenly spoke up:
"You little brat, do you know how I spot my prey?"

The little bear was startled, but quickly realized Caesar was asking them a question, and hurriedly replied:
"It's by smell; I can smell it."

"I smell it too!"

After finishing speaking, the little guy looked at Caesar nervously, his two beady eyes showing both apprehension and anticipation, as if this were a serious test.

Caesar exhaled a cloud of hot white breath from his nostrils, then lay back down on the ground, rested his head on his front paws, closed his eyes, and dozed off.

The little bears were excited at that moment; they had guessed correctly!
Almost instinctively, the little bear immediately began to discuss:
"We can find a seal den and then ambush it!"

"Perhaps we can dig another hole that doesn't lead to the sea, then catch the seal pups and put them in there. That way, when the mother seal returns, we can harvest two seals!"

"Catch both the big one and the small one!"

"Hey Hey Hey……"

The wicked laughter of the two little brats kept piercing his ears, and Caesar's expression gradually went blank.

Seal pups are mostly dry because they don't come into contact with seawater, which makes their fluffy fur very noticeable.

Although their fur colors vary, for some bear cubs whose playful nature hasn't subsided, the fluffy seal pups are undoubtedly interesting and adorable in the flat and monotonous Arctic. Therefore, when the bear cubs first see these creatures, their first thought is probably not to eat them, but rather to see them as playmates to satisfy their curiosity.

Especially those seal pups with white fur, the similar color made the little bear feel even more affectionate. He still remembered the first time Slok saw a white seal pup, he tilted his head and looked at it for a long time, then jumped and leaped around, raising his front paws high and pouncing on the poor little seal, completely ignoring the fact that it was already crying for help in fear.

Perhaps at that time, Slok hoped that the seal pup could jump around on the ice with him, but unfortunately, their mother, like all adult bears, just wanted to fill her stomach as soon as possible.

So Slok's "new friend" was torn to shreds by his mother a second before he even had a chance to play with it.

Caesar still vividly remembered how Slok looked as if he had suffered a severe injury:

His face was splattered with red blood, and his eyes were still dazed. He hung his head dejectedly behind him, secretly looking at the seal fur on the ground, which was covered with blood and had become dirty and filthy.

Caesar strongly suspected that his mother deliberately wanted her naive son to step out of his dreamlike world of imagination and face reality, which was why she did such a cruel thing on purpose.

In short, she usually doesn't butcher her prey so quickly, as the prey would lose heat too quickly, which would be counterproductive.

Of course, she achieved her goal. Now, when Slok sees seal pups, her eyes light up with hunger, rather than wanting to play with them.

As for these two little cubs...

Caesar pondered. If he remembered correctly, although Guo Mi also hunted, she always seemed to have a strange pity for other species of animals, and would even worry about whether the berries would grow well the following year.

He had assumed that the little one she raised would be just like Slok, but reality truly surprised him.

These two little pups are only thinking about how to use seal pups to get more prey!
He became increasingly curious about Guo Mi's educational methods.

Just as the cubs were starting to discuss how deep the hole should be and where it should be dug, the male bear promptly splashed them with a handful of icy seawater:

"It's not seal breeding season yet, this seal pup was just an accident."

Yes, late winter and spring are the peak breeding seasons for seals. It's deep winter now, so finding a cub like this is an extremely rare occurrence.

This seal pup was premature.

The little bear immediately lost his breath. The plan they had just been discussing had turned into empty talk in the blink of an eye, and he was greatly discouraged, looking quite disappointed.

Caesar scratched his bottom with his paw, and after enjoying the little brat's listless appearance for a while, he said slowly:

"Instead of thinking about how to dig traps, you should learn to hunt like polar bears as soon as possible. Once the ice floes start to move in spring and summer, there won't be any thick ice layers for you to dig traps."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, his nose twitched twice in the air, and slowly walked in one of the directions.

This meant the rest time was over. The little bear glanced back at the remaining skeleton on the ground, hurriedly bit off a piece of fish bone and swallowed it whole, then quickly followed the salmon.