The cold wind is howling, overlooking the Mongolian grassland in October. The yellow grass is covered with a thin layer of autumn frost. Winter has taken away the greenery, but it cannot take away the omnivores' thirst for food.
At this time, the sky was slightly bright. The little wolf, who was huddled in the cave and sleeping, shook his left ear. As if he was extremely reluctant, he swept his furry tail straight in the cave. The dust he stirred up made him choke, and he hurriedly ran out of the cave to breathe fresh air.
The cold morning mist was sucked into the nasal cavity along the airflow, and Wolf shuddered suddenly, and the hot breath drifted away. Mongolia has a huge temperature difference between day and night, and the arrival of October almost officially announces the beginning of grassland winter.