Forest Ranger: Help! A golden eagle cub is relying on me

The night was dark and the wind and snow were howling tirelessly outside the window.

The fire in the fireplace had long since gone dim, leaving only a few scarlet embers flickering in the darkness.

Chen Chuan was sleeping soundly, and his even breathing could be clearly heard in the silent bedroom.

At the end of the bed, the huge body of the snow leopard Aobai was curled up, occasionally uttering a satisfied mutter or two.

It suddenly moved its ears.

The subtle sound of fabric rubbing against each other was very light, but it seemed particularly abrupt in the silent night.

Aobai opened his eyes, his ice-blue pupils lit up in the darkness, scanning vigilantly.

Everything in the room was normal.

No, that's not right.

Its gaze slowly moved upwards and landed on Chen Chuan's quilt.

The quilt bulged slightly in an unnatural arc, right next to Chen Chuan's arm.

That is not Chen Chuan's body outline.

A very low whimper came from Aobai's throat, with a hint of disbelief.

Slowly and silently, it climbed up from the end of the bed, and its huge paw pads landed on the soft mattress without making a sound.

It came closer.

A faint smell belonging to a fox, mixed with the familiar scent of Chen Chuan, penetrated into its nostrils.

Aobai's pupils suddenly contracted.

It stretched out its huge head and carefully nudged the bulge with its nose.

Under the quilt, a furry little head moved and made a vague, sleepy moan.

It's the fire fox!

It actually crawled into Chen Chuan's bed!
Aobai's breathing suddenly became heavier.

It has been with Chen Chuan for so long, and when it sleeps at night, it just lies on the edge of the bed or curls up at the foot of the bed.

Get into bed?
It never even thought about it!

Why does this little fox, who has only been here for the first day, deserve this?
A sense of inexplicable grievance and anger surged in my heart.

Aobai growled, his voice full of dissatisfaction. He stretched out his claws, trying to lift up the quilt and pull out the little thing that had occupied the magpie's nest.

The fire fox seemed to be startled. It moved in the quilt, and then a small, fiery red head popped out from the edge of the quilt.

It looked sleepily at the huge snow leopard head that was close to it, with a hint of confusion in its amber eyes. Then it yawned a little, as if it was going to continue sleeping.

He didn't take Oboi seriously at all.

Oboi became even angrier.

It nudged the fire fox's head with its nose, signaling it to come out quickly.

The fire fox shook its head impatiently and made a warning sound of "gurgling" in its throat. Instead of coming out, it shrank deeper into the quilt, trying to bury itself deeper.

"Ouch!"

Aobai finally couldn't bear it anymore. He opened his mouth and gently bit the corner of the quilt, trying to lift the whole quilt up.

The fire fox felt threatened and became anxious.

It suddenly jumped out from the quilt. Although its right hind leg was a little inconvenient, it was still agile.

It arched its body, bared its fangs at Aobai, let out a sharp hissing sound from its throat, and its fiery red hair slightly stood up.

A silent confrontation broke out at the head of Chen Chuan's bed.

Oboi had the advantage in size and was very aggressive.

Although the fire fox is small, it refuses to show weakness and is ready to fight to the death.

The two hairy guys began to push and bite each other on the bed. Although their movements were restrained, the noise was getting louder and louder.

The quilt was a mess because of them.

"Um……"

Chen Chuan let out a muffled groan and turned over.

The two little guys on the bed froze at the same time.

They all turned their heads and looked at Chen Chuan who seemed to be waking up.

Aobai was the first to react. He loosened his mouth that was biting the fire fox's tail, let out a low growl of grievance in his throat, and tried to accuse Chen Chuan with his eyes.

The fire fox also stopped attacking. It shook its hair that was messed up by Aobai in panic, and a hint of uneasiness flashed in its amber eyes.

Chen Chuan rubbed his eyes, slowly sat up, and sleepily looked at the mess on the bed and the two furry guys sitting upright with innocent looks.

"You two...are you still awake at this late hour, holding a sports meeting in bed?"

His voice was hoarse from just waking up, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Aobai immediately lowered his head and rubbed Chen Chuan's arm with his head, making a pitiful "woohoo" sound in his throat, and from time to time he looked up and glared at the fire fox next to him.

The meaning is obvious: it was the first to attack! It got into your bed!
The fire fox also felt Chen Chuan's gaze. It shrank its neck, made a soft "hmm" sound, and then carefully rubbed the back of Chen Chuan's hand with its head. Its eyes were wet and full of innocence.

Chen Chuan looked at this, then looked at that, then looked at the messy quilt, and guessed about 70% of it.

He sighed, feeling somewhat helpless and somewhat amused.

He reached out and rubbed Aobai's big head first.

"Okay, I see."

Then he looked at the nervous fire fox again.

The little guy's injured leg was still bandaged. On this cold night, he probably felt that the cotton-padded jacket on the ground was not warm enough, so he ventured onto the bed.

Chen Chuan lifted a corner of the quilt.

"come in."

He patted the spot next to him.

Abahai was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he began to snored happily. He couldn't wait to get into the warm bed and lay down next to Chen Chuan, his huge body occupying almost half of the bed.

The fire fox was also a little surprised. It looked at Chen Chuan hesitantly, and then looked at Abahai who had already occupied the advantageous terrain.

Chen Chuan patted the empty space on the other side again.

"You come in too, it's cold outside."

The fire fox then carefully crawled over and curled up on the other side of Chen Chuan.

The soft quilt covering my body not only keeps me warm outside, but also brings me an unprecedented sense of security.

Chen Chuan tucked the quilt in for the two little ones and lay down again.

On the left is a warm snow leopard, and on the right is a small fire fox. Even though one person and two animals are squeezed on the same bed, it doesn't seem crowded.

The room was quiet again, with only the wind and snow outside the window still persistently singing the ballad of the winter night.

The sky was getting light, and the howling sound of the wind and snow weakened a little, but it still swirled stubbornly outside the window.

Chen Chuan slowly opened his eyes, his consciousness still a little hazy.

He moved his body and felt a warm breath coming from his left side. Aobai's big furry head was resting on his shoulder, sleeping soundly.

On the right, a ball of fiery red fur is curled up. It is the little fox, its little head buried deep in its fluffy tail, leaving only two alert ears exposed, trembling slightly with its even breathing.

He carefully lifted a corner of the quilt and got out of bed quietly.

The floor was icy cold, and the chill quickly spread along the soles of my feet.

Chen Chuan picked up the thick bathrobe draped over the back of the chair, wrapped it around himself, and tiptoed towards the bathroom.

He set up his phone and started the live broadcast skillfully.

"Good morning, brothers."

His voice was very low, almost whispered, and he gestured to the camera to keep quiet. "The two masters at home haven't woken up yet, let's keep our voices down."

The live broadcast room was instantly flooded with viewers, and the barrage of comments became lively.

"Good morning, anchor! Today is another day to be surrounded by fur!"

"I want to see Aobai and Fire Fox sleeping, it must be so cute!"

"How's Fire Fox's injury? Does it still hurt?"

While Chen Chuan was squeezing toothpaste onto his toothbrush, he watched the scrolling comments, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

"The Fire Fox was quite well behaved last night, and the wound seemed to be healing well."

Just as he finished speaking, a rapid cell phone ring broke the tranquility of the early morning.

It was my mother calling.

Chen Chuan quickly answered the call.

"Mom, why are you up so early?"

The mother's slightly anxious and concerned voice came from the other end of the phone: "Chuan, the news said that there was a heavy snowstorm last night. Are you okay? Is the snow very heavy?"

Then, my father's deep voice came from the receiver: "Be careful when you go out, don't be stubborn, do you have enough food and clothes?"

A warm feeling surged into Chen Chuan's heart.

"Don't worry, Mom and Dad. Everything is fine here. The heating is sufficient, and there is enough food to last until the New Year."

He walked to the window, gently pushed aside a corner of the heavy curtains, and looked out.

"It snowed a little bit, but it's no big deal."

His tone was light, not wanting to make them worry too much.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Chuan shrugged helplessly at the live camera.

"My mom is like this. She gets really nervous when she hears something strange."

He turned and walked towards the door, ready to go out and see what was happening outside.

"Okay, now let's show the brothers the power of that 'little bit of snow' last night."

He reached out and grasped the cold door handle, gently pulling it inside.

The door didn't move at all, as if it was blocked by something from the outside.

Ok?
Chen Chuan added a little more strength to his hands.

The door remains as solid as a rock.

He frowned slightly, took a half step back, took a deep breath, and exerted force suddenly.

"Squeak-bang!"

The heavy wooden door was finally forced open to a small gap.

However, the next second, a torrent of white water rushed in from the gap, instantly submerging his ankles and continuing to spread into the house.

Outside the door was no longer the familiar courtyard in his memory.

The whole world seemed to be reshaped by this sudden heavy snow.

The clearly visible steps had completely disappeared, replaced by a gentle and thick snow slope that extended to the bottom of the eaves, almost level with the threshold.

The biting cold wind carried fine snow foam, scrambling to get into the warm house.

Chen Chuan stood at the door, looking at the snow that almost reached above his calves, and was speechless for a moment.

The barrage of comments in the live broadcast room also strangely stagnated for a few seconds, and then exploded completely like a lit barrel of explosives.

"What the hell! What the hell! What the hell! Is this what the anchor meant by 'a little bit of snow'?!!"

"Oh my goodness! Is this really snow in October? Are you sure we didn't fast-forward to the middle of winter?!"

"I'm afraid this snow is going to bury the house!"

"I'm in the south, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and turning on the air conditioner, shivering as I stared at the screen..."

"Anchor, is your front door about to be sealed by the snow?"

"Ouch! Ouch!"

Two childish cries filled with excitement and curiosity came from the direction of the living room.

Cheese and Rice Bucket had woken up at some point and were staggering towards the door.

When they saw the pure white, thick and soft snow outside the door, their two pairs of round eyes instantly burst into an irrepressible brilliance.

They had almost no hesitation, and rushed out like two small white cannonballs shot out of the gun.

"Puff! Puff!"

The two small figures plunged into a snowdrift that was big enough to completely bury them, leaving only two small snowballs that kept moving on the snow surface.

A few seconds later, they excitedly emerged from the snow, shook off the snow all over their bodies, and began to roll, flutter, chase and play with each other in the snow.

The thick snow has become their most natural and exciting playground. The two little guys are having so much fun that even Chen Chuan, who is usually the clingiest of them, is temporarily forgotten.

The injured fire fox was also attracted by the noise outside. It dragged its bandaged leg and carefully moved to the door. Its amber eyes were full of exploration and curiosity about this snow-covered world.

Chen Chuan took a deep breath of the cold and pure air and felt his entire lungs being cleansed by this fresh breath.

"It looks like I'll be busy today."

He gave a wry smile to the live camera.

He turned back to the house, quickly changed into thick winter clothes and high snow boots, put on a hat and gloves, and armed himself tightly.

"Cheese! Glutton! You two little guys, stop playing too crazy. Be careful not to catch a cold!"

He shouted a warning to the two small figures in the yard that were almost blending into the snow.

Then he began to carefully inspect the entire ranch.

The air-conditioned room where Big Bear, Little Bear and the others lived was not affected too much, but the snow at the door was piled up as high as a hill.

The situation near the sink was a bit troublesome. The ice that had just been broken yesterday was now frozen solid again, and was covered with a thick layer of snow.

Chen Chuan picked up the iron rod next to him, first laboriously cleared the snow on the gutter, and then began to hit the hard ice with force.

"If the snow keeps falling like this, they won't even have a way to get water."

While doing his work, he explained to the audience in the live broadcast room.

The pasture fences also need to be checked one by one to prevent them from being crushed or damaged by heavy snow.

The entire pasture was covered with a layer of snow that was incredibly thick. The familiar paths had long disappeared. Every time I took a step forward, the snow would cover my calves and even reach my knees, making walking extremely difficult.

The task of clearing snow is even more arduous and difficult.

He decided to start from the main house door, using a large snow shovel to clear the snow blocking the door bit by bit, first creating a narrow path that could barely be passed.

Before long, sweat soaked his inner clothes, and the white breath he exhaled quickly condensed into tiny ice crystals in the cold air.

The audience in the live broadcast room watched him busy working alone in the wind and snow, and the comments gradually changed from the initial amazement and ridicule to sincere heartache and admiration.

"The anchor is really too hard-working! The snow is too heavy. Can one person handle so much work?"

"It's tiring to watch, why don't you take a break first?"

"Host, are you still short of help? Just provide food and lodging. I'll buy a plane ticket and fly over to help you shovel snow!"

When Chen Chuan saw these heartwarming comments, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and a bright smile appeared on his face.

"It's okay, guys. We're used to it."

"This little bit of snow really can't bother me."

In the sky, the thick clouds occasionally crack open, and the golden sunlight shines down briefly, illuminating the endless snowfield, reflecting a dazzling and holy light.

Chen Chuan's figure, in this vast, pure white world, seemed a little small, but it also revealed an indescribable tenacity and persistence. (End of this chapter)