Suddenly, the father lunged forward and grabbed one of the squirrel creatures that was closest to the bush they were hiding in.

The sudden event alarmed all the other squirrels around, and they began to run in all directions. The newborns followed their father's example, rushing out from the bush and chasing after the squirrels that were trying to escape.

Blanco looked around the area and saw one of the squirrels climbing up a tree.

"That one, it should be an easy prey," he rushed out from the bush and ran toward the squirrel-like creature.

Holding the head of the squirrel creature, the father creature shook it violently against the ground until the squirrel's movements stopped. After that, he dropped his prey and gazed at the newborns.

The small female creature and the fatty creature that followed behind Blanco also chased after a prey they selected. However, the squirrel, being much smaller and more agile than the frost makers, ran at a speed that outpaced them.

Getting closer to the tree the squirrel was climbing, Blanco jumped onto the tree and ran behind it. The squirrel, noticing Blanco catching a glimpse of it, realized he was following and sped up even more.

It hurriedly climbed up the tree, ran along a branch, and jumped to another tree. It climbed up through that tree and hid behind a bunch of bushes.

"So fast," right Infront of his eyes blanco saw the squirrel fastly running and disappearing from his vision.

"But you're not getting away from me," Taking a leap, he increased his speed. His agile movement and well-built, energy-filled limbs acted as a powerhouse when he leaped forward, giving him a burst of speed.

"My training, it's really effective," he thought as he climbed up the tree. Blanco ran along the branch, jumped to the other tree, and hurried through it, closing in on his prey.

Running through the tree, Blanco climbed up to a giant branch and stopped his movement.

Sniff!

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He sniffed the air. The squirrel was nowhere to be seen in his vision, but through the smell, he knew it was nearby.

Shrush!

Suddenly, a nearby bush shook violently. Blaco quickly ran toward it and saw the squirrel jump away from the tree and begin to fall. But suddenly, it stretched out its limbs, and its long, soft skin acted like a flaring parachute, allowing it to float through the air.

The squirrel looked up with a smirk on its face, but as it looked, it was met by Blanco, who jumped from the tree toward the floating creature.

"Caught you!" Falling down, Blanco collided with the flying squirrel creature and bit its tiny body. The squirrel struggled violently, and Blanco faced a bit of a struggle to overpower it. However, as Blanco's poison seeped through his teeth into the squirrel's body, its movements slowly stopped, and it became silent.

Falling through the air, Blanco looked down and saw the ground below, and there was a large gap between them.

"If I fall to the ground, it won't end up in good state," Blanco thought as he looked at the giant tree trunk and tried to move closer to it. Stretching his limbs, he tried to imitate the movements of the squirrel.

"This is pointless. I don't have those extra skin parts like this guy," Blanco complained as his efforts to float toward the tree became useless.

But at that moment, the long skin of the dead squirrel creature caught the air and stretched out, causing Blanco to levitate a bit closer to the tree trunk.

"Hmph!" Blanco grabbed the tree trunk while falling. His limbs suffered in pain as they dragged down through the tree bark, but the speed of his falling was not slowed down.

"Argh!" Blaco put more effort into grabbing the tree trunk tightly, and suddenly, sharp claws emerged from his paws.

Crush!

Dragging a long scratch mark through the tree trunk, Blanco's fall speed slowed down as he tightly held onto the tree using his claws.

A smoke rose from close to the claws, and parts of the tree trunk broke away from it as he was going down. But within a few minutes, Blanco finally stopped falling.

"Phew, first hunt, closer to death," looking down to the ground which was a few feet away Blanco thought to himself.

"Why didn't I know I had sharp claws like this until now?" he observed his sharp claws coming out from his paws for a few minutes and began to climb up through the tree after that.

Going back the way he came, Blanco returned to the place where the father and the others were gathered.

Upon his arrival, all of the newborns were already gathered around the father, but they did not have any prey with them. They all gazed at Blanco as he approached, holding a squirrel in his mouth. Holding the squirrel, Blanco stepped through the group and came in front of the father, placing his prey in front of him.

Alongside him, a few frost makers that managed to catch squirrels stood, placing their prey in front of them. The father creature observed all of them. He did not glance at the newborns that didn't catch any squirrels, only focusing on the few that had caught one and placed them in front of him.

While observing everyone, the father suddenly stopped his gaze at Blanco.