The mountain wilderness is quiet, with only the slight rustling sound of the wind blowing through the grass.
The little tiger rests in the soft grass along with the big tiger. This is a brave and lively little tiger. Look at his appearance: a round big head, with a king-shaped pattern on his forehead, an orange-yellow body, and black stripes. At this moment, he refuses to quietly crouch in the grass. He is restlessly wagging his tail and pestering the big tiger, saying: "Mom, I want to go out and find something to eat!"
The tiger mom says: "Child, don't go! We will quietly crouch here. After a while, some small animals are sure to pass by here and come willingly to their death. I can also go out to find food for you at night. How can you go alone? You haven't learned the skills of hunting yet, and you have never been out alone."
The little tiger hastily defends himself: "Mom, trust me! I will surely catch many animals. Look, my body is so strong; my nose is very sensitive and can smell the scent of various animals from far away; my movements are swift, I can jump high and far, and I can swim too. Besides, you've given me three weapons: sharp claws, a tail like a steel whip, and teeth like swords. I will surely bring back a lot of food for you!"
Finally, the tiger mom agrees. She says: "Go then, child! Remember when you hunt, never stand upwind, but downwind. Otherwise, you won't be able to smell other animals, but they can smell you. You should sneak up on your prey without being discovered."
The little tiger bids farewell to his mother. He happily runs and roars, completely forgetting his mother's words.
A strong wind blows, stirring up dust everywhere and swirling fallen leaves in the air, creating a rustling sound in the forest. The wind carries the tiger's scent into the mountains and woods. The little squirrel perched high on top of a pine tree spots the tiger from afar and shouts: "The tiger is coming! The tiger is coming!"
Many animals were playing happily and upon hearing the squirrel's cry, immediately panic ensues. Some say: "I smell the tiger's scent!" Others say: "I hear the tiger's sound." The timid rabbit is scared to the point of trembling all over and says: "What should we do? I have no weapon to defend myself against him. It seems I can only rely on my four legs." With that, the little rabbit bolts and his small agile body darts around the trees, disappearing in an instant.
All the animals start running after the rabbit. The young deer has just run a few steps, looks back, and oh no, the little tiger is already chasing after. Looking far away, his heroic posture is truly terrifying. Suddenly, the little tiger roars loudly, the roar echoing through the mountain forest, and it feels as if the earth itself trembles. The deer is almost petrified with fear, standing there dumbfounded, not daring to move.