Lion King’s Adopted Son

In front of the angry male lion, even the most brave and hyena-like hyena has to avoid its sharp edge.

What's more, there are only three hyenas, and there is no way to threaten the male lions, either by force or quantity.

Hyenas dare to hunt down the lion cubs, and can compete with adult lions, but they are not willing to confront adult lions unless necessary, whether it is a majestic male lion, or a mother who is a hunter lion.

In front of Pascal, they retreated, and they left their prey and fled. This was not the first time they had done this, and the Natalie hyena herd that had lived there had been driven away by the land's new Lion King Pascal. Losing the inherent territory of the hyena herd, Hyena leader Natalie's prestige in the hyena herd decreased a lot, and soon, Nadley replaced her.

When the hyena herd was continually integrated, the three of them, as loyal fans of the former leader Natalie, were also driven out of the hyena herd. They cannot hunt in the newly occupied territories of the ethnic group. As outsiders, they cannot touch the interests of the local hyena group. In order to survive, they can only run on the edge of the territories of the two lion groups and hyena groups.

Because they wanted to avoid the lions and their kins, they even changed their hunting time to noon-this time, the lions would usually sleep in their nests in order to avoid the hot sun burning their hair, and the hyenas also like to sleep at night. action.

Who can tell them what happened to the angry roaring lion behind them? They had never heard such an angry voice from Pascal, even when he drove the Natalie Hyenas out, he was majestic and calm. And just now ... when they heard Pascal's roar, they almost thought they would be torn to pieces by him the next moment.

The angry male lion watched his head scratching his head and fell to the ground. The lion cub, who had no strength to stand, had a cold look. He didn't pay much attention to the escaping hyenas, anyway, he already remembered their smell, their death was just

He stepped forward and licked his dying lion. He wasn't sure if he would come so late and see a pile of minced meat. This is a rare little guy who interested him. .

The little boy looked at him weakly and closed his eyes again. Only by the slight trembling of the pale yellow hairs could he feel that it was alive. The male lion squatted down-body, and Tsai carefully licked the wound for the young lion, first the eyes, then the back. The degree of detail was like taking a bath. Maybe not even the lionesses are so meticulous when bathing their children.

Gera felt a sense of embarrassment as the lion's thick, warm tongue moved around his wound. Although it is known that licking to treat injuries in the animal world is a common phenomenon, it still cannot adapt.

Too close. This distance, this attitude, is beyond what it can tolerate.

And, has anyone seen a lion licking a lion cub? This is usually the work of the lionesses. Has anyone seen a lion licking other lion cubs instead of rushing forward and biting them? This is simply ridiculous.

But now, Jella has no choice. How can a lion cub who is so badly injured that he can't even stand still protest to an adult male lion? At least Jella thought she couldn't do it.

Therefore, it can only let Pascal lift himself up. In terms of his size, he is pitifully small in front of Pascal. Pascal can swallow it with only one mouthful. Although knowing that Pascal would save himself, he would not end his life immediately, but this attitude of threatening his life at any time still made Jella extremely disturbed.

As if he noticed the trembling under the fur of the little thing that he was holding, Pascal raised his front paw and turned into a human form in a golden light. He pushed Jela to his face: "Hey, be quiet, you little guy. You don't want to make the wound bigger and bigger, right?" This was a tall, strong and strong man. The contrast of power is too disparate, Jella is like a plush toy in his hands.

However, now that Jella couldn't care less about it, he nestled in Pascal's arms, glanced at him weakly, and couldn't even say a word. The **** smell on it has attracted many hidden hunters nearby, but they are afraid to step forward because of the lion.

This embarrassing feeling made Jella feel uncomfortable. Similarly, Pascal's strong and aggressive-aggressive breath made him feel depressed and fearful. But it can't help it. Now it is just a prey to the hunters on the grassland.

Pascal could feel Jella's discomfort, and he reached out and stroked the soft fur on his head, slightly astringing his own breath: "You're an insincere little ..."

Jella buried her head in Pascal's arms and rolled her eyes quietly.

"It's really hard to imagine, how can a quirky little guy like you fight directly with three adult male hyenas? Do you think the **** of luck will always take care of you, huh? I don't know the height of the little guy?

At this moment Jella's eyes were almost turning into dead fish eyes.

If so, who wants to bite the three hyenas? It can never consider itself to be a superman or a protagonist with weak victory over strong blood. Asked such a stupid question, is this male lion mentally handicapped?

Suddenly, Jella Xiang became cold for a while, but before he adjusted his expression, Pascal was stunned: "You scolded me in your heart again? Hey, don't be silly, I see yours Emoji! "

"..."

"It's no use pretending to be dead." Pascal's head moved closer to Jella, showing him his sharp teeth: "Pretend to die, and eat you."

Jella has the feeling, ah, isn't this really the two kids in the kindergarten talking?

It wasn't until Pascal's sharp teeth touched his neck that Jella had a deep sense of crisis, and the hairs on his body stood upside down. In the final analysis, what does this male lion have to do with it? Why is it certain that he will not kill him? Just because he saved it from those three hyenas? Ha, this is really the funniest joke of this century.

Protecting and being protected, trusting and being trusted, in the case of unequal power between the two parties, any relationship is so thin.

Seeing the little guy nestling in his arms, he was so scared that he didn't dare to move, Pascal felt quite happy. He was not a bully, oh no, lion, but somehow, bullying this little guy made him particularly fulfilled.

At this time, Pascal did not know how much trouble his bad taste would cause him in the future.

...

It didn't take Pascal much time to reach the center of the lair from the edge of the territory. In fact, it would have been faster if Gela's injury had not been taken into account.

Members of the Pascal Lions, nine lionesses and three male lions, heard Pascal's roar and came out to meet him.

Gela's eyes narrowed. It has no common sense and knows that the leader of a lion is usually one or several male lions. Lions who share the position and territory of the Lion King are usually brothers. But in front of it there are three male lions, plus Pascal himself is four, they do not seem to have any similarities, what the **** is going on!

Then, a scene that made it even more unbelievable appeared, all lionesses and male lions bowed their heads in front of Pascal, giving him the highest respect like the king who welcomed him.

Pascal and the other three lions were not like collaborators at all, they were more like subjects and subjects. This relationship is not uncommon in the human world, but Gela is the first time he has seen it in the animal world. The attitude of the lionesses towards Pascal made Jella even more puzzled.

You know, although the male lions look majestic and rule the entire lion, they are actually just passersby of the lions. When they were able to drive away all the invaders, they were the leaders of the lions; when they were defeated and driven away by other male lions, they had nothing. The lionesses really dominate the lions. Therefore, despite their awe of the lion, they would not have completely surrendered like Jella had seen before.

For the first time, Jela became interested in the lions under Pascal.

"Welcome back, sir." One of the male lions stepped forward, and it appeared that he was second only to Pascal in the Pascal Lions. His polite manner made Jella suspect that he was from a civilized society, rather than growing up in the wild. Immediately afterwards, a scene that surprised Jella even more happened, the male lion raised his front paw, and slowly became a person in a deep purple light.

This method of transforming forms has also been seen by Jela on Pascal. It seems that the lion that can become a human is not only it and Pascal. Ah, of course, more importantly, when the two lions are deformed, they have a layer of aperture around them. Jella doesn't know what that means, but it doesn't.

The lion stared at Jela in Pascal's arms, and lowered his nose and sniffed the cub's breath: "Master, this is ..."

"I've seen this lion cub," said the lioness chief Warner suddenly. "Its mother, Lily-the old stray lioness was the same as us."

"So, this cub is ..."

"I've heard rumors that it's not growing up."

"Oh, it seems our conjecture is correct. It will also be one of us." The lionesses were talking.

"Master, it's a child of Ghana. Is it here now, was it abandoned by the Ghana lions?" Said the lion Leode, second only to Pascal, "Oh, I mean, if it wasn't The Ghana Lions have abandoned it, and maybe we should send it back, otherwise it may lead to disputes with the Ghana Lions. "

"We are not afraid of the Ghanaian lions, but winter is coming. We should reserve some prey as much as possible instead of spending time and energy on the revenge of the Ghanaian lions. Oh, of course, if you plan to capture Ghana now Lions, to expand our hunting scope, then there is nothing to say. However, I have to remind you that this is not a good time to expand the territory. After all, your uncle Celante Lord ... "

"Oh, yes, I have to watch out for Celant, so I can't make too much noise, right? Dear Ray, you're wrong, from the day I was exiled by Celant, I was in He is already a dead person in his eyes. He will not take a dead person to heart. Even if I occupy all the wild lion's territory, I am afraid he will dismiss it. So what you worry about will not become reality."

While talking, Pascal glanced down at his own arms, the little lion the size of his own palm, and moved it closer to his arms. He noticed that the little guy was in a state of weakness, and his face sank.

"But I can't let you take this risk, maybe the reconnaissance unit of the Lord Celant ..."

"It has nothing to do with me leaving this child. Listen, Leo von Arcases, I have made a decision, and you only have to choose whether to obey." The Lion King said: " Starting today, Gela is my son, and I will not give my son to anyone ... even Ghana. "

For the internal disputes of the Ghana Lions, Pascal didn't bother to bother. Since he picked up the little guy, he has no plans to return it. As for Ghana, if he abandons his child, then he should be guilty of death; even if Jella was not abandoned for his original intent, he did not take good care of the little guy, causing the little guy to be almost killed in the mouth of the hyena, and he deserves to be lost. child.

From the different look of the Lion King, Leo could see his seriousness. In the end, the loyal subordinate lowered his head: "Yes, sir, I see. If this is your will."

Pascal nodded with satisfaction, and turned back into the shape of a lion, pushing Gela back to his den.

"I guess you need something to eat now, little one." The male lion dragged a warthog not far away to Jella, and arched in the direction of Jella.

The lionesses have been following Pascal's movements. Seeing this scene, a lioness could not help but cry: "Oh, is the adult serious? Actually give up their prey to that little one." The youngest lioness in the Pascal Lions, Belle Ni.

Her third sister Lan Ni persuaded her: "It seems that the adult really treats Little Jella as his own child. Okay, whatever the adult wants, let's leave it alone."

"No, I mean, does the adult need to hand over the pups to us for care? After all ... hunting and caring for the pups is our lioness' duty. Oh, although the adults almost never eat the prey we catch."

"Maybe the adult is more willing to take care of the little lion himself. After all, he seems to take it seriously. Come on, sisters, this is not a problem we should worry about, let's go hunting, look, the adult has come over, we If he doesn't leave again, he will be angry ... "

Gela didn't notice the episode, starting with Pascal putting the warthog in front of it, it felt very hungry. Strong hunger and an urgent appetite-hope makes it forget its current situation of injury. It had just taken a step, and gave out a painful groan.

"Let me see. Is the wound on the paw cracking again, you careless little guy?" Pascal turned it to the ground despite Gera's opposition. At this moment Jella had to stand on all fours, exposing the soft abdomen to Pascal. Pascal held his slender hind paw, looked at the dark red wound, and licked his tongue.

Gela felt the lion's warm, barbed tongue running across the wound on his hind leg, and suddenly a creepy sensation was raised. This fear was even stronger than when it was first treated by Pascal . In this perspective, it can't fully see Pascal's movements, but Pascal can see everything he does.

The feeling of being licked by Pascal reminded him of the prey that was about to be swallowed. Maybe this male lion wasn't trying to heal it at all, he was just trying to find out if the food fit his appetite, God knows!

In front of the **** mouth of the lion, Jella once again felt small.

"Look at your expression." Pascal turned Jella back like turning a turtle shell: "Why, thought I was going to eat you? I said, you're too thin to get my teeth stuck, or Wait until you grow up. "

Jella felt a little cold, and she didn't know if she should be happy or afraid. At least, recently it no longer has to worry about its own life. It also knows how slowly it grows. From this point of view, it should be a long time before it is actually eaten by Pascal as a reserve grain.

That's it, Jella thought. Its small life is always threatened, either from the grassland or from this male lion. Living alone on the prairie, maybe it will not see the sun of tomorrow; when the lion reserves food, when it really grows to be eaten, at least it has the ability to resist or escape.

You can't expect the lions to be philanthropists, and to have a lion that has nothing to do with them for any reason, right?