Red Goat

The big male wolf Heibao hid behind a dead tree scorched by lightning. A pair of hungry wolf eyes were staring at the front. There was the last pass of the divine Sheep Peak leading to Ga'maer Grassland. In a moment, the Kanas Red Cliff sheep flock would pass through here.

Fresh lamb meat is undoubtedly a beautiful meal for wolves. But today the big male wolf Heibao did not intend to come to eat the lamb. Last night, Hei Bao's wife, the little female wolf Bei Bei, unfortunately, died of a hemorrhage after giving birth to two little wolf cubs for him. Without milk to feed the two cubs, they were so hungry that they could not even make a sound. The anxious Heibao tried to feed them with the bitten rabbit meat, but the cubs could not eat yet. This morning, the yellow-haired wolf cub had died of hunger, the other black-haired wolf cub was also starving to death, and the other female wolves did not have the nature to help her feed her offspring. Black Treasure was so anxious that she finally decided to grab a milk goat to feed her wolf cubs.

At this time, the Red Cliff sheep flock came out from the past. Black Treasure carefully watched each sheep that came by. Suddenly, he found a fat young ewe lagging behind the flock. The ewe was covered in golden red wool shiny, four full tits under the belly like a ripe grapefruit, this is exactly his ideal milk goat! Seeing the target, the black treasure leaped out from behind the dead tree and pounced on the red ewe. Before the poor red ewe could react, she was snatched away by the wolf with her ears in her mouth.

The red ewe was named Xilu'er, which would not have been snatched away by the wolf. It was the most beautiful ewe in the flock and the most beloved wife of the head sheep Guler. However, she was so unfortunate that late last night she gave birth in the bathing cave at the peak of the sacred sheep. But the lamb died at birth, fantasizing about being a mother, and until this morning, still immersed in grief, Cyril fell behind the flock in a trance. She had left the protection of the head sheep and thus became a prisoner of the wolf.

The sudden fright and fear made Cyril faint. In its unconsciousness, it seemed to feel a cold thing tweaking its eyelids. She opened her eyes and trembled with fear. A fierce wolf was licking it with its tongue in front of her. Xilu'er jumped up in fright and just stood up when her right leg was in pain. To prevent it from escaping, Black Treasure turned it into a lame sheep. Xilu'er was caught by Black Treasure and put into the wolf's hole.

When Xilu'er was frightened, the black wolf brought a black wolf cub and put it under its belly. Miller understood that the reason why the black wolf did not eat it was that it wanted it to be a milk goat. Cyril was unwilling to let her milk flow into the cub's mouth. It twisted itself in disgust. The black treasure howled viciously and gnashed its teeth. Xilu knew that if he refused again, his throat would be bitten off. The weak Xilu'er was forced to become the nurse of the cubs.

The cubs sucked greedily at the rich nipples and sucked her milk. Somehow, Xilu'er's nervous mood unconsciously relaxed. It was the first time she nursed, and she didn't expect it to feel so wonderful and floating like this. She thought of her dead lamb and felt as if her baby was sucking the milk. Cyril's dislike for the wolf cub disappeared with the pleasure of nursing for the first time. But soon she hated the wolf again. The wolf and the sheep were enemies.

However, Miller could not escape from the wolf's den. The black wolf was staring at her closely. He only let her have a little freedom to go to the grass outside the cave to eat grass. Once, she tried to escape quietly while the black wolf was out to hunt for food, but the cunning wolf had taken precautions long ago, and at the entrance of the thorny hole, Cyril was found by the black wolf, who bit her again on her right leg, which was about to heal. This time, Xilu'er limped even more, and she could not escape. Poor Xilu'er changed from the noble queen of the sheep flock of the Red Cliffs of Kanas to the prisoner of the black wolf all of a sudden, and she was in great pain. She missed the flock and the peaceful and happy life under the sacred sheep peak.

More than twenty days had passed in a blink of an eye. Under the abundant milk of Xilu'er, the little wolf cub grew stronger and stronger, and its black hair was shiny and fat like a meatball. The little wolf had a name, Black Ball. As a young wolf, Black Ball did not know what to do, and it took Cyril as its mother and nestled in its arms all day long. At first, he was very uncomfortable and disgusted with Black Ball, but gradually, out of the maternal instinct of animals, Xi Luer began to communicate with Black Ball emotionally. Although it is cold to the black ball on the surface, but inwardly through the movement of a warm feeling. But it didn't think at all that the affection between it and Black Ball would stimulate Black Wolf to try to bite it to death in advance.

Blackball was so delayed that Blackball would be alienated by the ewe that it didn't wait for Blackball to reach the full moon, it decided to bite Xi Lu'er to death in front of Blackball so that Blackball would become a real wolf in blood. On that day, Blackball sharpened its wolf teeth to a high point, and after the sun went down, it was preparing to pounce on Xilu'er, the red milk goat. But just then, the hunter with his hunting dogs found the wolf hole. The hunter's shining shotgun was aimed at the wolf's hole. To save the cubs' lives, Black Treasure rushed out of the hole recklessly to lure the hunter away from the hole, but the merciless shotgun hit Black Treasure's head and he fell and died.

The sound of the gunshot outside the cave woke up Xi Luer. The big black wolf was dead, and it could go back to God's Sheep Peak without fear. Xilu'er ran to the lawn excitedly, she could see the head sheep Gulaier now! Suddenly, her foot tripped over the black ball. The black ball hobbled and followed it. Cyril kicked it a foot or so away. The little black ball fell to the ground and whimpered. Cyril walked forward without looking back. But behind the black ball soft wailing, aggrieved sound, touched its maternal nature. This little wolf cub without a mother or a father could not do anything else but eat milk. How pitiful! Miller's heart softened and she thought, "Feed it a little longer and leave it after it is weaned. They climbed a cliff on the snowy mountain of Rituqa and built a new den there.

Another three months passed. Black Ball had grown sharp teeth and a strong body, and he had grown into a half-sized wolf cub. Although Black Ball was a wolf, he followed his mother's sheep and never pounced on any live animal. Cyril wanted to raise Blackball to be a wolf with sheep nature. She told him to learn how to bark like a sheep, and although he did not bark like a sheep, his "vomit-baa ......" was not as bad as a wolf's howl.

But a wolf is a wolf after all, and the black ball finally showed its wolf nature. One day, when the black ball found a lost lamb, it quickly pounced on it and bit off the lamb's throat. Cyril looked at it with horror. She finally understood that wolves could not change their ferocious nature. The black ball had already been weaned, and Cyril decided to leave it in a hurry.

On a dark and windy night, Cyril got up quietly while Blackball was asleep. The black ball was lying on the platform of the cliff, and Cyril thought to herself that if she left the black ball like this, it would become a bad wolf when it grew up. Besides, it had drunk its milk, so it was a terrible wolf in sheep's clothing. Cyril decided to kick the black ball off the cliff to get rid of the problem. But at that moment, a cunning jackal sneaked up the cliff. It wanted to eat the red ewe. Black Ball woke up and fought with the powerful jackal for a while to protect the nurse, and finally beat the jackal away. However, a large piece of skin was bitten off by the jackal on his shoulder. Blackball was exhausted and soon fell asleep again beside Nana. At this point, Cyril could have easily pushed Blackball down into the abyss. But it gave up this bloody idea and quietly went away.

By the light of the moon, she crossed a mountain beam and returned to the red rock flock of Kanas, where she became a beautiful sheep queen. She followed the head sheep Gulaier to the Ga'maer grassland all day long for food and rested at the sacred sheep peak. Gradually, it forgot its legendary experience of being snatched by the black wolf as a milk goat. In the spring of the next year, Xilu'er and Gulail added two more lambs, one male, and one female, the male was called Jia and the female was called Coral. Sheila and Gulair loved their children very much. The family of four lived a happy and peaceful life. If not for the violent lynx that broke into the flock, Cyril would always be very obedient to Goulart.

It was a sultry afternoon before a storm, sheep through a narrow valley between. Suddenly, a lynx scurried into the flock and lunged at Coral, the lamb. Coral was so frightened that he ducked under Gulair's belly. Clair could have used his sharp horns to scare off the lynx, but Gulair left Coral behind and ran for his life. Silver with the fallen scream in the back to see clearly, the poor coral watched by the lynx gripped away. Miguel's heart was broken, it lay in the grass, sadly weeping.

After a while, Goulair also hung his head slowly approaching Xilu'er. It was sad, but not at all ashamed. This made Cyril suddenly remember the big black wolf's feat of rushing to the hunter to protect the black ball. She was surprised. How could she think of the black wolf and the black ball again? The distracted Syrel ignored Goulair's reassurance, and it pushed Goulair away roughly.