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Mixed Blood Jackal King

Mixed Blood Jackal King

By Phyllis A JohnsonPublished 3 years ago 8 min read
Mixed Blood Jackal King
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do not dare to do not have the courage to fight to the death with hunters and hounds. Jackals are well aware of the power of people and are especially afraid of the fire-breathing shotgun in their hands. The two male jackals dare to stop and kill each other, and they are not their opponents.

When the two male jackals saw that he had leaped in front of them, they let out a strange cry and fled into the grass.

Without even looking at the two male jackals, the dog's tail flattened out and formed a straight line with his spine, and with the wind at his feet, he continued to chase the exhausted female jackals.

The jackals' wheeling tactics were bankrupt, and they didn't dare to jump out to compete with the wolf, who was as strong as the wolf; they all knew that this nasty dog was backed by hunters and shotguns, so who could afford to mess with him? One by one, the jackals fled, and the whole pack fled, leaving only one female jackal behind.

The mother jackal continued to run stubbornly.

The jackal was only about 20 paces away from the mother. Suddenly, she made a left turn and ran towards a grove of red pines. The red pine woods were sparse, with no shrubs to hide behind and no caves to hide in, so it was a dead end for the mother jackal, who was running from her enemies. Could it be that the female jackal has fled to a dizzy and confused state? No, it is not possible. Jackal nature is cunning, it is impossible to be in a critical situation of stupidity. The female jackal must be trying to make some kind of foul play, thought Locha, and became alert. Look at this female jackal, while running away from the other side of the head to peek to the left. The female jackal pretended to run towards the red pine forest, but her real escape route was the red soil slope on the left side of the Nujiang River! The mother jackal is trying to use the body layer of protective color to escape the disaster.

The color of the animal's fur often becomes very harmonious with the surrounding environment in the evolutionary process, which is conducive to concealment, escape from natural enemies, and survival. The jackals at the foot of the Rizhuka Mountains are mostly red, because the soil in this area is red, especially on both sides of the Nujiang River, due to severe soil erosion, large chunks of the slopes are not covered with vegetation and bare maroon acidic soil. The fur on the back of the jackal is also maroon, and when it enters the slopes of the Nu River, it almost blends in with the earth. Even the golden eagle, which is known for its clairvoyance, can hardly identify the jackal in dazzling red soil.

Once the female jackal escaped into the red hillside, she would be as easy as a fish swimming into water. The female jackal randomly jumped to which piece of earth Oh, suddenly bowed his back and stood still, we have to let it, Luo Jia, for a while to find, to identify which pieces are mountain soil, which piece is the jackal back, and the female jackal has taken a nap, gasping for breath to slow down the energy and run away as fast as possible. The dog's sense of smell and hearing is extremely sensitive, but vision is relatively weak. The female jackal, with her natural protective coloring, is like a dog's eye open on the red mountain slope, which is certainly not good for the Loka.

The female jackal must not be allowed to succeed in her tricks.

The female jackal was playing the trick of hitting the west with a sound, and when she was about to escape into the red pine forest, she suddenly made a sharp 90-degree turn and leaped towards the red slope on the left with a whoosh. Fortunately, the jackal was prepared, otherwise, it would have been carried by inertia and slid forward, and when it returned, it had already missed the time and widened the distance between them.

The female jackal just turned around, Luo Jia a flip of the dog's tail, four paws in the air, followed in the air to complete the turning action, not only did not waste time but also saved time, the distance between themselves and the female jackal and cut in half.

Now, a big yellow-haired male dog and a small red-haired female jackal are almost close to each other.

The Roca was ready to make a two-stage forward lunge with a secret effort. This is his best hunting technique. The two legs are the same, but the two front legs are the same, but the inner difference is very big. When the front lunge, the spine is first bowed and then upright, the dog's tail is straight, the abdomen is contracted, the lumbar muscles are substantially taut, the dog's head is stretched out as far as possible towards the front, and when it lands, the four dog paws are hugged and torn, while the leap is very restrained in all parts of the dog's body. A leap can be up to one meter, and a forward lunge can reach two meters away. The leap can be done continuously without interruption, but not the lunge, when the lunge, all the ideas, courage, and strength are focused on the dog's paws and teeth, ready to land on the prey and immediately twisted into a ball. If the forward lunge falls short, the average grass dog will lose its vigor and it will take a while to get over it; even for a well-trained hound, the forward lunge will fall short and the running posture will be scattered and distracted, and it will take several seconds to regroup the scattered and distracted posture for a second forward lunge. It is very rare for a dog to be able to make two consecutive lunges without stopping. The Rocker is one of the best dogs and is a leader in this regard. With extremely sensitive reaction and extremely coordinated movements, a forward lunge after a fall, the moment the four paws hit the ground, the scattered shape of the running posture will be miraculously restored to its original shape, and in the blink of an eye the body can be like a sharp arrow flying out in front, simply than the Australian kangaroo is also sharp. With this two-stage lunge, she has captured countless muntjacs and rock sheep that are very good runners.

Rocker followed the female jackal a few steps further and pounced cold. It did not bark, and dogs that do not bark are good at biting.

The female jackal suddenly accelerated and leaped ahead with a squeak. This is expected in the Loka, jackal can not be like a stupid porcupine that pounced on the front of a pounce. It was the second lunge in a flash. The female jackal was running as fast as she could, but she was still not as fast as the dog's forward movement. The second lunge landed right on the neck of the female jackal, and its two front paws were able to hold the jackal's head firmly, while its two back paws stepped on the jackal's back and stomped it over, biting the jackal's neck while it was struggling in panic.

The jackal's back is on the back of the jackal, and the jackal is overturned. He underestimated the mother jackal's ability to cope with the crisis.

The female, named Davia, is the youngest and most beautiful single female in the Edith Red Jackal herd, just three years old. Three years old is the prime age of a jackal, when physical strength, energy, and intelligence are at their peak. Davia has twice dealt with hunting dogs, with the jackal intelligent mind, who are easy to shake off the hounds. It did not expect that this time this big yellow dog is so difficult to deal with, it is simply oil and salt is not soft and hard to eat, intelligence also seems to be particularly high, and the jackal's best tricks such as relay running, wheel tactics, etc. can not fool it, like an inescapable ghost. When the first lunge of the Lohja, it used all its strength to run wildly but was finally spared. He thought the big yellow dog would slow down after the lunge and he would take the opportunity to widen the distance between them. It did not expect the pesky dog to lunge twice in a row. Fortunately, its two sharp jackal ears on the brain, one side of the dash, one side of the listen to the movement behind, it heard the air behind the tail is torn again, a pungent dog smell from the air spread down, see the four dog paws will be like a net cover their own body, it has wisdom in a hurry, abruptly stop. Whoosh - the figure of the big yellow dog swept over its head and flew to the front. It was close, the dog's butt sat on its jackal head. This is not elegant, but a good opportunity to bite back, but also let the big yellow dog taste the power of the jackal, it lightning bites towards the big yellow dog's hind legs.

The big yellow dog's action than it is fast, its jackal mouth did not have time to tear and bite, big yellow dog two rear legs kicked back violently, the action is very much like a horse in the back stumbling. It was not prepared, was kicked in the chin, and the body can not help but have fallen backward. It was running along the ridge line next to the Nu River, a fall, thud thud thud down the slope towards the Nu River rolled down. Fortunately, the slope is not too steep, and there is a layer of soft dogwood, that did not hurt the muscles and bones. Rolled to the edge of the river, it was difficult to climb up. This fall was dizzy, not yet back to consciousness, the big yellow dog has been down the slope of the high and aggressive towards it down. It had no other choice but to flee toward the Nujiang River.

Nujiang River is in flood season, the ferocious flood with a lot of red mountain soil in the high drop between the canyon thunder. The water level rose so high that the trees and grasses on the lower ground were submerged. Layer upon layer of waves pounding each other and tearing and spitting out a cloud of murky red foam.

Although the jackal can swim, but only in calm pools of water, it is impossible to swim across the turbulent waves rolling on the angry river. Daiwa, the mother jackal, was driven to see the river side of a branch of the pearl chestnut tree soaked in the shallow bay and jumped on it regardless.

Davia did not expect that her jump would not only change her fate, but also the future fate of the entire red jackal colony of Etis.

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Phyllis A Johnson

I love writting.

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