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

Chapter 6 Round Tail

Before she finished speaking, the two bear cubs had already run off in the direction she indicated!

The small body struggled in the thick layer of snow. Even though its entire body was buried in the snow, it still tried to hold its head up, panting heavily, and ran towards the direction of the mother bear's carcass.

They even abandoned their fear and wariness of Guo Mi, this adult bear, and simply turned their backs to her without caring about anything else.

Guo Mi watched with complicated emotions as the two bear cubs finally reached their mother's body and desperately dug her out of the snow with their tiny paws.

The timid one kept gently tapping its wet, black nose on the mother bear's deathly wound, finally letting out a mournful cry.

The two little ones lay down beside the mother bear's carcass, rubbing their little faces against her body.

Although the body was no longer warm and could no longer sit up to protect them or gently lick their foreheads as before.

In the end, just like they had done a thousand times before, they obediently hid under the mother bear's belly.

Regardless of their species, all cubs have a natural love and dependence on their mothers.

Unfortunately, what should have been a heartwarming scene now appears not only desolate but also carries the cruelty of the world.

Looking at the two cubs nestled beside their mother, Guo Mi couldn't bear it and looked away.

She has done what she promised, and now she should try to survive.

Guo Mi took one last look at the two bear cubs, then stood up and walked in the opposite direction from the snow-capped mountains...

The north wind howled and swirled, ruffling the fur on the heads of two other polar bears in the distance.

Slok hopped and skipped forward for a while, then quickly turned back, hopping to another polar bear. He then suddenly lowered his body, stuck out his rear end, and his ears twitched up and down, making a series of grunting noises.

Unfortunately, the other polar bear seemed completely oblivious to his playful signals, ignoring them and walking slowly forward, occasionally stopping to tilt its head back and lightly touch its nose, as if sniffing something.

Slok watched as the other person walked past him without even glancing at him. He immediately got up, wiggled his hips, ran forward for a while, and then ran back, repeating the same action.

Unfortunately, the other person remained unmoved and simply walked past him without even glancing at him!
Slok instantly lost heart, then sprawled out in the snow, rolling around and complaining:

"Caesar, why are you ignoring me?"

He threw himself upside down, his paws digging out chunks of snow that splattered all over Caesar, covering him head and face in snow!

Caesar had to spare a bit of his attention. The moment his cold gaze fell on Slok, Slok felt a chill run down his spine and immediately sat up obediently, lowering his head and chuckling at Caesar twice.

As an adult male polar bear, and one of the best males in terms of both size and weight.

Caesar possessed all the characteristics that a bear should have.

Impatient, short-tempered, and aggressive.

As the bear who has spent the most time with such a snow tyrant, Slok is very good at constantly testing and throwing tantrums within Caesar's bottom line.

After all, they were brothers who had grown up together, and Caesar's remaining mercy would still spare him a little.

Seeing that Slok had finally quieted down, Caesar turned his gaze away and continued to sniff.

However, Slok's good behavior didn't last long before she couldn't resist again, jogging up to walk alongside him.
"What exactly are you looking for? You haven't stopped since yesterday."

As he spoke, he tilted his head back and sniffed carefully.

It was no different from any other snowy field, except that there was the scent of another bear mixed in, like a female bear...

A mother bear?!

Slok's eyes lit up, and he looked at Caesar with a strange gaze:

"Are you tracking a mother bear?!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look up and sniff again: "It's not a familiar smell, I've never smelled it before... Ah, I remember now, it's that new bear from yesterday!"

He jogged a few steps, getting half a body length ahead of Caesar, looking rather excited, and asked:

"It's definitely mating season now. Do you want to pursue her?"

He and Caesar were unlucky in that they came of age. In their first year, most of the mother bears in this snowy region had cubs, and they were irritable and aggressive, always keeping their cubs at a distance and avoiding them.

Fortunately, he wasn't thinking about it that year.

The following year, he successfully found a female bear to mate with, but by then Caesar had already killed several bears, and most of the female bears were afraid of him.

To gain mating rights, one must first win the mother bear's favor, then stay by her side at all times, and then continuously defeat other competitors. Only in this way can one finally win the mother bear's favor.

So during that time, Slok had no time to pay attention to Caesar, and to this day he still doesn't know whether he successfully mated or not.

But it's okay, maybe he'll be able to watch this year!
The thought of seeing Caesar humble himself to win over the mother bear filled Slok with uncontrollable excitement, and he chased after Caesar, chattering incessantly:

"How is the mother bear? Is she healthy?"

"Did she bring any cubs? I think I can smell a bear cub..."

"Do you need help? I can kill the bear for you!"

……

He was a man who never stopped talking, and his enthusiasm only grew stronger along the way, showing no signs of waning until the very end.

Caesar, thoroughly annoyed by the noise, finally stopped and looked at him with a half-smile:

“Slok, if I wanted to mate, you wouldn’t have the chance to chatter on and on in front of me.”

His tone was tinged with amusement, but a flash of ferocity crossed his eyes.

Slok froze, then belatedly realized that male bears fighting for mating rights would drive away all the male bears around the female bear.

In other words, if Caesar really wanted to mate, he might not hesitate to bite him to death!

Slok couldn't help but shudder, a wave of fear washing over him. He gave Caesar a dry laugh, "Heh, heh heh heh."

Caesar stopped sniffing and tracking, and just watched Slok leisurely, his eyes growing increasingly fierce.

Sensing that death was approaching, Slok sat obediently in the snow, not daring to move. His head drooped lower and lower under his gaze until he finally couldn't hold back anymore. He left behind the words, "I'll come find you to play again later," and then fled in panic!
Caesar watched him trot away with a cold eye, his gaze fixed on the tail that swayed up and down behind him as he ran.

It's square, very ordinary, and no different from the tails that grow on the back of other polar bears.

Thinking of this, Caesar immediately recalled the image of the mother bear fleeing yesterday:

The small tail was hidden in the thick fur, but if you looked closely you could see its very rounded outline.

Especially when it runs, its whole body is a very rounded arc, and you can see its round ears bouncing up and down on its head.

He had never seen any polar bear with ears as round as hers.

Interesting.

Moreover, this bear seemed to be quite clever, knowing to confuse its scent to avoid being tracked by its own kind.

...Although for him it was just a bit of a hassle.

Slok the Annoying Bear had obediently rolled out of his sight. Caesar sniffed the lingering scent in the air, his heavy bear paws pounding on the snow as he slowly followed the remaining clues.

Polar bears have wider ear spacing than brown bears, sometimes making their ears appear to be positioned on either side of their face. Brown bears have ears on top of their heads, and their body outline is much rounder than that of polar bears.

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