Deep in the jungle, beneath the cover of some bushes, lay a small clearing.
Several brown-furred wolf cubs less than a month old tumbled and played together. Their incompletely developed milk teeth had no killing power at all. They merely imitated the hunting movements of adult wolves, getting grass clippings all over themselves.
A little farther away, the mother wolf responsible for guarding the den and caring for the cubs lay on a small mound, squinting as if lazily napping. In truth, both wolf ears stood rigidly upright, alert to the slightest disturbance in the surroundings.
Farther back, near the mother wolf and the den entrance, was a wolf cub whose eyes clearly revealed an unusual intelligence.
Compared to when he had just emerged from the den, his fur was now slightly disheveled.
After finally breaking free from the playful antics of his littermates, Xia Nan cautiously chose a position close to the adult wolf. From there, it would be more convenient to either hide in the den or turn and flee into the luxuriant bushes.
It was not a complicated maneuver, but it could improve the survival rate of his current frail body to a certain degree.
If a hunter targeted this den of wolf cubs, whether swooping down from the sky or pouncing out of the woodland, it most likely would not choose Xia Nan, who was near the mother wolf and den entrance.
It was his first little stroke of ingenuity since his mind had gradually cleared.
The gray-blue wolf eyes glanced at the cluster of cubs in the distance before lowering to look at his two chubby little paws braced against the ground.
Xia Nan leaned his furry body against the side of a small mound and pondered his current situation.
First, there was one crucial