Grizzly King

Chapter 4

In the silent valley, Thor is the most industrious of all creatures.You might say that Thor is a grizzly bear with personality.Like some people, he goes to sleep early: in October, he starts to sleep; in November, he hibernates for a long time until April.Thor usually wakes up a week or ten days later than the other bears.It slept soundly and woke up sober.In April and May, it will lie on the warm rocks in the warm sunshine and take a good nap for a while.From early June to mid-September, he slept four hours every twelve hours.

As Langdon began to climb cautiously toward the ravine, Thor was still busy with his business.It managed to catch a gopher.This gopher is fat and fat, with a big belly, he is the elder among the rats.But with a "cracking" sound, the gopher was swallowed by Thor in one gulp.After eating the food for the day, Thor is currently devouring a fat white larva he caught by chance, and some sour ants. dug out of the rock.

After eating the delicious food, Thor pawed the stone with his right paw, and he was still searching.Ninety-nine out of one hundred bears are left-handed; maybe nine out of two hundred bears are like that.Thor is right-handed.Because Thor's right arm is longer than his left, being right-handed gives him an advantage when fighting, fishing, and hunting.However, Thor's right arm is so long that it sometimes drags him around in circles if he wants to move fast.Of course, this is just an interesting hypothesis.

While searching, Thor headed towards the valley.Its huge head is pressed tightly to the ground.In a very small range, its vision is as clear as a microscope; its olfactory nerve is also highly sensitive, and it can catch ants under a big rock even with its eyes closed.

Usually, Thor will choose rocks that are flat.Its right palm is particularly large, and the claws on the palm are very long, as dexterous as a human hand.Thor held up a stone, sniffed it, and licked it with his flat, hot tongue, and walked deliberately to another.

It does this with uncommon earnestness, much like an elephant searching for peanuts scattered in a haystack.But it doesn't find it interesting to do this kind of work.In fact, it's not inherently interested in such things.Thor was just killing time.During the long summer, in addition to catching many gophers and small rabbits, he has to eat his way to thousands of sour ants, sweet maggots, and other various insects.These small animals will increase Thor's fat, and storing these "absorbable stashes" will help Thor maintain life during the long hibernation period.So, nature gave Thor a pair of small brown-green eyes, like a pair of microscopes, but blurred a few feet away, and his eyes were almost useless at a distance of a thousand yards.

Thor was about to turn over another stone when suddenly it stopped.For a full minute, it stood there, almost motionless.Then it slowly turned its head sideways, bringing its nose close to the ground.It smelled a scent, very mild, but it made it feel good.The smell was so weak that Thor feared that if he moved, it would disappear.So it stood, shaking its huge shoulders until it was sure, then turned and walked two yards down the slope, while it slowly swung its head from right to left and sniffed--the smell was getting stronger and stronger.He walked another two yards up the slope and found that the smell was particularly strong under a rock.The rock was huge, maybe two hundred pounds.Thor pushed the rock aside with his right palm as if he were playing with a pebble.

Just then, there was a frantic, defiant squeak.As soon as a little rock rabbit rushed out, Thor stretched out his left palm and hit him hard.This blow was enough to break the reindeer's neck.

This rock rabbit resembles a chipmunk with stripes.But the smell was not of the rock hare, but from something the rock hare hid under the rock, and it was it that drew Thor to him.The rock rabbit's store was still there, half a pint of dried fruit neatly stacked in the little moss-covered burrow.Those dried fruits are not really dried fruits, but look like small potatoes-like potatoes in shape, about the size of cherries, rich in starch, sugar, and fat.Thor enjoyed these things so much that he ate them heartily, with a satisfying "rumble" in his chest.After that, it continued to search elsewhere.

The hunter Langdon approached the broken valley step by step, but Thor still didn't notice it.

Because of the headwind, Thor did not smell the hunter's scent.It had forgotten the unpleasant smell of man, which it had smelled an hour before and which had caused it annoyance and discomfort.Thor, however, was good-natured and cheerful.Fat and shiny, experienced hunters know Thor when they see him.Whereas skinny bears tend to be irritable, stubborn, and aggressive.

Thor continued to search for food, getting closer and closer to the ravine.When it was only 150 yards from the ravine, a sudden noise aroused its alarm.It turned out that in order to facilitate shooting, Langdon tried his best to climb up to the side of the valley cliff. Unexpectedly, he loosened a rock, and the rock fell into the valley, followed by several rocks rolling down with a clatter.Otto heard it six hundred yards below the ravine, and he held his breath and cursed in a low voice.He saw Thor sit up.If Thor headed for the fault zone, he was ready to shoot.

After squatting for 30 seconds, Thor walked towards the valley again, it walked very slowly and cautiously.Langdon gasped, secretly berating himself for his carelessness.With difficulty he was only ten feet from the edge of the slope.Langdon heard Otto's shouts, but he could not respond.His hands and feet were gripping the rocky crevice, and he was trying to crawl the last three or four yards as fast as he could.

Just when he was about to climb to the edge of the ravine, Langdon stopped and looked up in a blink of an eye. He was petrified, and his heart jumped out of his throat.For several seconds, he couldn't move.A demon head and a huge shoulder are on top of his head.Thor looked down at Langdon, its mouth was wide open, baring its teeth and growling, its fangs were as long as human fingers, and its eyes seemed to burn with green-red flames.

Langdon is the first person Thor sees.Thor's lungs were huge, and they were already filled with the smell of people. He turned around suddenly, trying to avoid the smell, as if he was avoiding the plague.With Langdon's rifle halfway under him, he didn't have a chance to fire.So he scrambled upwards and was now only a few feet away.Shale and stone fell from his feet, and within a minute, Langdon finally reached the top of the mountain.

A hundred yards away, Thor sprinted toward the fault. "Crack!" Otto's rifle sounded crisply from the bottom of the valley.Langdon crouched quickly, touching the ground with his left knee, and 150 yards away, he also shot Thor.

Sometimes, an hour or a minute can change a person's destiny.The first shot was fired at the bottom of the valley, and the next ten seconds quickly changed Thor's fate.It smells the smell of people and has seen the appearance of people.Now, its sense of touch senses people.

The bullet seemed to be a bolt of lightning, splitting the dark sky and falling from the sky; like a fiery red hot knife, it pierced into its flesh.For the first time, Thor felt a burning pain.Then, it heard the strange roaring echo of the rifle.The bullet hit its front shoulder as it climbed the slope.The lethal bullet was so sharp that it tore a hole in Thor's solid skin when it hit it; the bullet pierced its flesh but spared its bone.Thor was two hundred yards from the chasm when he was struck; when he was about three hundred yards away the flames of the bullet seared him again.This time, the bullet hit its stomach.

Being shot twice did not cause its huge body to stand unsteadily, and even twenty shots like this would not kill it.After the second shot, though, it stopped, turned, and gave a roar, like the roar of a mad bull, a roar like thunder that could be carried a mile down the valley.

Otto heard Thor's roar, and he fired six shots at a distance of seven hundred yards, but missed.Langdon loaded the gun.Although Thor couldn't see where his opponent was, he didn't hide, he roared and challenged.The challenge lasted 15 seconds before Langdon fired a third shot.Thor was shot in the back.Quick as lightning, the shot was so monstrous and terrible that Thor no longer wanted to fight.It continues to move forward, across the fault zone.Thor heard another shot, like a new kind of thunder, but missed it.It climbed painfully down the fault zone and into another valley.

Thor knew he was hurt, but he didn't understand pain.When going downhill, it stopped for a while, and the blood dripped down its forelegs, forming a small pool.It sniffed the blood in bewilderment and was surprised.

It staggered and walked east. After a while, it found a human scent in the air, and now it was blown to it with the wind. The smell was fresh, but very bad.Although Thor wanted to lie down and lick his wounds, he walked forward slowly, and a little faster, because he remembered one thing he would never forget: the smell of people and his wounds. are linked together.

It reached the bottom of the valley and disappeared into the woods; then, through the woods, it came to the stream.Thor had traveled to and from this creek perhaps a hundred times.This is the main trail that connects Thor's two domains.

Thor instinctively walked this way whenever he was injured or ill, or when he was preparing to build a nest for the winter.One main reason: it was born in a near-impregnable fort at the headwaters of the creek.The childhood was spent among the bramble bushes, where wild seedless grapes, berries, and the ground were covered with loose red dry leaves and dry bark.That was Thor's home, where he lived alone, in his own territory that was not invaded by other bears.Thor, of course, allows other bears, such as black bears, to enter his territory and stay on warmer, sunny slopes.

As long as Thor appears, the other bears will leave immediately.There they can forage and nap in the sun.As long as you don't despise Thor's lord status, you can live in peace.

Thor wouldn't drive other bears out of his territory unless he wanted to show that he was the "King" here.This happens occasionally, and when it does, it leads to a fight.Usually after the fight, Thor would go into the ravine and come to the stream to tend to his wounds.

Thor was walking much slower than usual today, with a severe injury to his front shoulder, which caused him pain from time to time.Its legs are lame and it stumbles when it walks.Several times, as he waded through the water, the water covered his shoulders and his wounds soaked in cold water.Although the bleeding gradually stopped, the wound became more and more painful.

When Torvan needs this first aid, his best friend is the clay pit.Whenever he was sick or hurt, he always came to the creek path, which led to the clay pit, which was his shelter.That's the second reason it's here.

The sun was almost setting, and Thor reached the clay pit.Its mouth is slightly open, and its huge head hangs down.It bleeds a lot and feels tired.The shoulder injury made it so painful that it really wanted to tear the wound open with its teeth.

The clay pit was twenty or thirty feet in diameter, and was sunken in the middle, forming a shallow pool.

The pit is soft, cool clay, golden in color.Thor stepped into the pit until the clay covered his armpits.Then it rolls over gently, placing its injured side on the clay.The clay, like a cool ointment, affixes to its wounds and seals them.Only then did Thor feel relieved, and let out a long breath.It lay for a long time in the soft clay pit.The sun was setting, night was coming, and the sky was filled with bright stars.Thor still lay there, healing his first wound from man.

(End of this chapter)