Chapitre 65: Giraffe

Evening.

The forest was still hot.

Under the lead of the lionesses, the pride passed through the orchard and walked towards the Acacia Tree forest in front.

The thorny Acacia Tree was still full of green leaves.

This was a giraffe's favorite food.

The lion, the cold father, followed behind and walked slowly. He looked uncomfortable from the heat and could only open his mouth to cool down.

In a while, when hunting the giraffe, he would be the main hunter.

Only his body and weight could make the prey fall to the ground when he bit the giraffe's neck.

Of course.

This was also an extremely dangerous task.

A moment of carelessness would result in heavy injuries.

However, hunger and responsibility forced him to do it personally.

He had not hunted for a long time.

When he was wandering alone outside, he was also a hunting expert. Otherwise, he would not have survived to this day.