Dragging the coyote back to the shelter, the old wolf also surrounded it.
Under the oppressive presence of the old wolf, this coyote finally settled down.
It now had its tail tucked between its legs, limbs hanging down, as if dead, being dangled by Chen Wen.
"Is this what's been secretly watching the red fox?"
The old wolf, seemingly having never seen a coyote before, curiously remarked, "Looks like a malnourished wolf cub."
That wasn't wrong.
North American grey wolves start at a weight of fifty kilograms when adult, with the largest reaching up to eighty kilograms.
While adult coyotes only weigh twenty to thirty kilograms at most.
This coyote was particularly skinny, indeed looking a bit like a grey wolf pup.
"This coyote should be a subspecies, looks quite a bit like you."
Chen Wen spoke, observing the coyote.
As if sensing Chen Wen's gaze, the coyote immediately showed a pleading look, seemingly begging for mercy.
This scene…
