"Moo!"
"Moo!"
When the Musk Ox Herd stopped pursuing the Gray Arctic Wolf ahead, they also discovered the calf that had broken away from the formation and been caught by the wolf pack.
They listened to the calf's miserable cries,
and all let out furious bellows.
Calves!
They were the foundation of the Musk Ox Herd's survival and reproduction.
Especially the calf's mother. A female musk ox let out the loudest bellow! Her eyes were filled with anxiety as she looked at her calf! "Moo!"
She was bellowing,
wanting the Musk Ox Leader to lead the herd in charging at that Arctic Wolf with Light Purple Fur!
But the two Female Wolves nearby were already eyeing another calf greedily.
This left the male musk ox unable to make up his mind for a moment!
But just as he hesitated, Little Lone Wolf viciously tore open and widened the wound on the Little Musk Ox's hind leg.
This caused the Little Musk Ox's low cries to become even more miserable.
The Little Musk Ox roared and struggled wildly, trying to return to its mother's side.
But it was futile.
Its hind leg was injured, and it could not run at all.
Even though it struggled to stand, it was viciously knocked down again by Little Lone Wolf! Little Lone Wolf's fangs and wolf claw were both stained with the Little Musk Ox's blood,
and in the eyes of the Musk Ox Herd, Little Lone Wolf was like a demon, wantonly tormenting their kin on this vast Arctic Icefield.
"Awoo!"
Little Lone Wolf howled at the Musk Ox Herd once more. The musk oxen could not understand the meaning carried in the Wolf Howl.
But they could feel the undisguised provocation within it! "Moo!"
The female musk ox who was a mother