Forest Ranger, starting from Picking Up a Lynx Girl-Chapter 84 - : Some are compassionate, while others do evil
Chapter 84: Chapter 84: Some are compassionate, while others do evil
Duoduo was easy to persuade, but Wolf Mother was a bit troublesome.
Right, I could also ask Brother Monkey’s pals to help keep an eye out.
When Chen Ying went to negotiate with Wolf Mother with some jerky, Wolf Mother wasn’t interested and only said she would walk around the building twice a day and let Duoduo inform him if anything came up.
No helping it, it’s just the nature of wolves.
Lone wolves are more cautious, they do not provoke foes they know they can’t beat.
With bears and lynxes around, Wolf Mother really couldn’t take any advantage.
On the way back, I took a detour to the den of the Black Bear Sister.
Sister wasn’t home today, probably out foraging.
Chen Ying left two apples in the cave, hoping they would still be there when Sister returned.
Back at the building, Little Sen was operating a drone to patrol the surroundings.
The medicine applied to Baby Bear’s palm had been washed off; it looked like the wound was healing and becoming itchy. Baby Bear sat obediently next to Little Sen, holding its paws and wanting to gnaw at them, but unfortunately, its movements were restricted by the metal cage.
“Ying, ying.” Seeing Chen Ying come back, Baby Bear ran over to hug his leg and acted spoiled, wanting to be held.
“Where’s its mother?”
Chen Ying picked up Baby Bear and petted it for a while, not seeing Mama Panda.
“She followed you out this morning, probably went to move around in the forest.”
It was hard for her to stay put after being cooped up with her child for half a month.
Little Chen, upstairs, heard their conversation and poked his head out.
“Brother Ying, the neighboring district contacted me, suspecting that Mama Panda might be Jiaojiao, who was released into the wild five years ago. They could track her location through her collar for the first three years, but then she disappeared two years ago. From her external features, she really resembles Jiaojiao. They want to come collect some of Mama Panda’s blood and hair for testing, asking if that’s okay.”
Of course, it’s okay. Although we’re not the same conservation area, our senior management is the same.
Besides, Chen Ying was curious himself and had asked Mama Panda, who disdainfully refused to answer him.
People involved in panda reintroduction into the wild have a certain obsession. Although he was not one of those “panda people”, he shared the same wish: he hoped that animals protected in captivity for various reasons could return to the wild where they belonged.
Little Chen ran to contact the panda people in the neighboring conservation area to confirm a time for sampling.
By the time the sampling was done, I’d probably be heading back to the center.
Baby Bear’s bone healing was looking pretty good. Today, while applying the medicine, I observed its grip — the movement was a bit stiff and slow, but it didn’t show any pain or hesitation when gripping.
Bearing the cage around its hand all the time, it would subconsciously feel like it couldn’t use that hand.
Once the bone injury was almost healed, and we removed the hand cage, increased rehabilitation training would improve its condition.
After all, Baby Bear was still young, and the recovery should be very noticeable.
Today, since Big Bear wasn’t around, Chen Ying simply went upstairs to move Mama Large Spirit Cat and her family downstairs to let the little cubs wander in the forest.
The cubs that had just been brought down were a bit scared, huddling together in a plastic crate.
One of them, a little bolder, imitated its mother’s actions, scratching at the wall of the crate, peeking out its little head left and right.
After waiting a few minutes and sensing no scents that would scare the cubs, it bravely climbed over its sibling’s heads to scale the “high wall.”
With one out, there came the second and then the third.
Eventually, only Little Spotted Forest Weasel was left anxiously running in circles in the crate.
Being significantly smaller than its step-siblings, it was eventually dragged out of the crate by the scruff of its neck by its adoptive mother.
The little ones, once let out for air, were so excited they behaved as if they had sniffed cat mint, recklessly dashing into the forest with no fear.
“Hey, Brother Ying, shouldn’t we stop them?”
“No need, their mother’s watching. Besides, there’s nothing in this forest that could threaten them, at most a few pheasants chasing and pecking them.”
Now, even the pheasants are scarce.
After all, the presence of fierce beasts here was too strong, even if pandas don’t eat pheasants, the pheasants are also reluctant to live next to bears.
Last time, because of pecking at young Large Spirit Cats, the incident led to the involved cat chasing and fighting them, costing three to four lives from the same species before the flock could escape.
Scared me to death!
Better avoid them, better avoid them, let’s go have fun somewhere else.
The place they changed to wasn’t far, but it was still somewhere the little cubs couldn’t reach for the time being.
Little Sen was controlling the drone sneakily following behind the little cubs, wanting to see what they were up to.
“Yo, are they digging for mouse holes?”
There were plenty of mice in the woods, even with the Big Cats around, there were too many to make extinct.
Which house cats would eat Mouse Bars every day; don’t they get tired of it? They need to change it up, eat some Small Roe Deers and Forest Deers to fatten up, to survive the coming winter.
Since Jinya and Little Jin have been out and about for so long, the mouse population nearby has grown.
And there you have it; the mouse holes are getting close to the little building.
The Large Spirit Cat cubs were not strong enough, they were a bit green at catching birds, but catching mice in groups was just the right fit.
There weren’t too many exits to the mouse holes, the three Spiritual Cat cubs each guarded an entrance, with the largest starting to dig, releasing a scent to drive the mice out.
The other two were lying in ambush nearby at the other exits, trying their best to stay low and letting the underbrush and leaves camouflage them.
It wasn’t long before a fat, big-eared mouse emerged, its size was almost as big as the Large Spirit Cat cubs!
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It was the hole guarded by the second cub.
At that moment, the second cub was shocked, staring blankly at the big mouse. It was the third cub with the greater courage who darted over and bit the big mouse’s neck from the side.
Sadly, with the cub being so small and with only baby teeth, they couldn’t break through the mouse’s defense.
The second cub finally came to its senses and cooperated with the third, attacking together, and the eldest cub also rushed over to join the fray.
Of course, in the end, it was the Big Spirit Cat Mother who had to step in to subdue the big mouse.
It couldn’t be helped, after biting for so long, the three cubs could only inflict scratches, and the big mouse was going berserk.
After killing the big mouse, the Big Spirit Cat Mother called over Little Spotted Forest Weasel to lick the blood and learn to tear at mouse flesh.
This one’s teeth were even more useless; it tugged for a long time without breaking the skin.
After their successful hunt, the three little ones wanted to continue, but their mother chased them back to the grass in front of the little building to play.
They had to seize the time to go out because once Big Bear returned, it would be safer for them on the upper floors.
Little Sen reflected on the whole process of the three cubs catching the mouse and clipped the video to send to Little Deng.
“Brother Ying, Little Deng’s recent videos went viral several times, and some businesses have asked him to endorse products. He refused, saying he didn’t want to sell merchandise, but he wants to help sell the village’s agricultural products,” Little Sen said.
Although Little Deng wasn’t highly educated, he was smart and eager to learn. Now, when he goes back to the village, he holds his head even higher with pride.
Promoting his hometown is a good thing, and helping to sell agricultural products is even better.
“He’s discussed with the village cadres, and he wants to do a live streaming event to support farmers before the National Day, but these past few days, he’s been really anxious, afraid that nobody will watch, and he’ll be embarrassed,” Little Sen said, grinning.
“I pulled together a lot of classmates. We’ll definitely get the crowd going for him when the time comes. But I haven’t told him, let him be anxious,” Little Sen said, smiling.
“Don’t drive him crazy,” Chen Ying said with a smile, fixing Little Sen with a stare. “Let me know when it’s set, and I’ll help boost the audience too.”
Live streaming wasn’t his thing, but as a viewer, he was all in, and he could even place an order to help increase the sales.
“It’s a big deal, Brother Ying, Little Sen, quick, look at the group chat, Zhangmuzi Forest Station’s Forest Patrol Officers and the Forest Police have run into poachers.”
The two of them exchanged glances downstairs and quickly pulled out their phones.
The group chat was already buzzing with activity, and rescuers from Zhangmuzi Forest Station were conveying updates from the front lines.
Looking at the pictures sent in the group chat, Chen Ying and the others clenched their fists tight.
