All four wild mountain goats were soaking in the pool. One was quite large, with horns about twenty or thirty centimeters long. The other three were smaller; one of those was probably a female, and the other two were kids.
Was it a little family? Li Long wondered.
The largest goat had a black head, a gray body, and quite long hair. It was fierce, trying several times to leap out of the pool. But two wolves watched it closely. Whenever it sprang up, both wolves lunged in to bite it, forcing the big goat back into the pool to look for another chance.
The two smallest goats stayed close behind their mother. Although only one wolf watched them, their natural predator intimidated them too much to try to escape. They huddled in the pool, bleating in terror.
Li Long was in no hurry now. He found a good position, crouched halfway down, and braced his rifle to aim, but had no intention of firing immediately.
To get the most out of this, he had to wait until both sides were badly hurt.
Otherwise, if he fired now, he might get only one animal at most.
These wolves were no pushovers!
The big goat was growing anxious in the pool, bleating incessantly. Then it spotted an opening and charged up again. This time, it charged toward one side of the wolves. One wolf rushed over, blocking the other, and the big goat successfully reached the edge of the pool before ramming fiercely at the wolf pouncing toward it!
The wolf was agile, dodging aside. The goat's charge missed, and just then the other wolf arrived, lunging savagely at the big goat and snapping at its neck!
The big goat twisted its head to resist, bleating loudly, but the wolf still