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Volume 003, Owl Biography

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    Today's London is rare and sunny, and the warm sunshine is shining on everyone, making most people feel happy.

    The animals in London seem to have come out of their hiding places because of this rare weather. The dogs are having fun on the streets, and the cats are lying on high places such as trees and roofs, basking lazily  The sun, and even the owls, which are usually rare, began to appear in groups, passing quickly over the heads of everyone.

    On Christchurch Road, Little John ran out of home with his newly bought football in his arms. He planned to take advantage of the fine weather and find his friends to have a good game.

    "Ah! It's Monks Trepp!"

    When he passed a mailbox, he saw a tabby kitten lying on it, and he couldn't help but stop.

    This tabby kitten is the fish-stealing kitten he saw at Uncle Evans not long ago. After Uncle Evans specially prepared fish for this kitten, he gradually stopped hiding and began to appear blatantly  In front of everyone.

    I don't know why, but this cat has a special charm. Everyone who has seen this kitten loves it. Even the old miser in the tailor shop will take out his daughter to make it from time to time.  I went to feed him some snacks, and the business of Evans' shop even improved a lot because of the appearance of this cat.

    The only regret is that this kitten doesn't seem to be very close to each other. No matter how everyone feeds and feeds him, he never lets people approach him, let alone pet him.

    And according to the adults, the kitten's appetite doesn't seem to fit his figure, but this is not an important thing for Little John. The biggest wish of him and his friends at present is to be able to pet  To this proud little kitty.

    And they also named the kitten Monkstreep according to the contents of a fairy tale book

    It's just that the little tabby never reacted to the name.

    Little John held his breath, and cautiously and stalked towards Monkstrip, who was lying on the mailbox. Unfortunately, when he got close to about three meters, the tabby kitten was squinting and basking in the sun.  Immediately raised his head, a pair of blue eyes stared at little John, making him dare not get any closer.

    "Ahfailed again"

    Little John took two steps back, and when he saw Monks Tripp lay down again, he stomped his feet unwillingly, but he didn't continue to try, because he didn't want to disturb Monks Tripp's rest.

    Helpless, he could only leave with the football in his arms, and ran to find his friends.

    "I will touch you! Munch!"

    Little John let go of his harsh words before leaving.

    The tabby kitten slightly opened one eye, looking at the back of Little John, with a very humane expression of disdain on his face.

    Stupid human beings.

    With the intelligence of the tabby kitten, he had already understood that Monkstrip was the name given to him by those human cubs, but the name was stinky and long, and he didn't like it at all.

    What's more, the tabby kitten has already given himself a name. It was his favorite food at the time. In human language, it should be called Fish?

    Although birds and dachshunds are now among his favorite foods, the tabby kitten has no plans to change his name.

    Shaking his ears, Fish closed his eyes and continued to bask in the sun comfortably.

    Such weather is rare, so don't let it go to waste.

    Until the sun was once again obscured by the clouds and mists in the sky, Fish stood up slowly from the mailbox, raised his buttocks high and stretched, then licked his paws and rubbed his face.  Jumping down from the mailbox, shaking the hair on his body, with his tail raised high, he walked briskly towards the end of the street.

    "Meow~"

    When Fish passed by, all the cats who were still fighting and licking their fur came up together, and the dogs who were having fun also barked at him, and quickly swung their tails behind them.  If you understand the language of dogs, you will think that they are provoking yourself.

    Because in the cat world, a quick tail wag is an aggression tendency.

    As for the reason why these cats and dogs are so close to him, Fish has become used to it.

    ¡¾Animal Friendly¡¿

    Most animals will feel affectionate toward you.

    In Fisher's memory, this kind of strange knowledge that popped up from time to time only appeared after he ate a shiny bead, and since then, he has understood a lot of things inexplicably.  everythingThe body has become richer, the body has become extremely strong, and there are a bunch of strange changes

    For example, this size has never grown.

    But Fish doesn't care too much about these things. Anyway, I have some food and some sleep. Most animals will not be enemies with me. Even a few bad-tempered ones can't beat me, so there is nothing to worry about.  What about?

    After playing with many of the same kind for a while, everyone dispersed.

    Although under the influence of animal affinity, everyone is very friendly to Fish, but cats have always been very self-conscious. They say hello to each other and lick their fur. They still have their own things to do  Woolen cloth.

    Such as sleeping, fluttering butterflies, fighting with one's own hind legs and so on.

    After circling around the nearby block, Fisher, who had been fully active for a while, was also a little hungry. He squatted on the roof, wagging his tail unconsciously, and thinking about where to find food.

    The fish had already been eaten in the morning, and the number of mice in the nearby neighborhoods was less and less under the predation of himself and his kind. The snacks fed by the wrinkled human in the tailor shop were a good choice, but he always wanted to eat them while he was eating them.  Catching myself while stuffing, too tiring to eat

    A brown-gray figure passed in front of Fish, making him lick his teeth subconsciously.

    These guys who can fly in the sky have always tasted good, but they are more difficult to catch.

    And if you go to the square to hunt pigeons, humans will often intervene to drive away the prey you are eyeing.

    It's very annoying.

    With big green eyes staring at the bird's figure in the sky, Fisch's tail wagging gradually became larger.

    Because the brown-gray figure in the sky is not a common pigeon or robin, but a strange bird that is bigger and looks chubby.

    Now Fisch's desire to prey became even stronger.

    How can I eat these chubby birds in the sky?

    Staring at the fat bird that was gradually flying away, Fish fell into deep thought.

    Then gradually, a strange feeling rose from Fish's body, and at the same time, a piece of knowledge that came from nowhere entered his mind.

    ¡¾Animal Tracking¡¿

    Can perceive the position of all animals within a certain range.

    ¡¾Mark of the Wild¡¿

    Leave a mark on an animal, greatly increasing its perception range.

    Fish narrowed his eyes.

    It seems that my food has fallen.
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