The tide rose and fell several times, and it seemed that about half a day, or maybe a full day, had passed.
The wind on the sea was gentle, and compared to the winter wind, the animals preferred the early summer breeze.
Of course, Otis didn't feel anything about this. If he had the choice, he would probably choose to stay in winter forever.
In his memory, whenever such gentle winds blew, it meant that hunting would become more challenging.
But for him, it was still manageable.
Otis licked his paw, while his other arm rested on the back of the little polar bear, who had his face buried in Otis's chest, sleeping soundly.
This was one of the strangest things about this cub—he actually liked warmth, whether it was winter or summer.
Very strange.
The current temperature was a bit hot for Otis, especially around his chest and belly, like he was holding a little heater.
But Otis seemed to ignore this heat and continued to hold the sleeping cub, enjoying the time to rest after their long journey.
About half an hour later, Qiao Qixi woke up for the second time. He opened his sleepy round eyes, gave a big yawn, and then stretched his body.
He kicked his hind legs, feeling that the soreness in his muscles had already faded, and his fur was fluffy again.
Qiao Qixi thought that his snow-white fluffy fur should now have a hint of the sun's scent.
To confirm this, Qiao Qixi, with a very scientific spirit, rubbed up against Otis, buried his face in Otis's fur, and took a deep sniff. Sure enough, it smelled of sunshine.
And Otis's unique scent, which to Qiao Qixi signaled safety, comfort, and reliance, smelled very good to him.
Otis also stood up and stretched. They needed to leave quickly. Going too long without eating would affect their condition for the migration. They couldn't afford to drag out the journey, especially with a cub in tow.
Seeing Otis heading toward the sea, Qiao Qixi immediately put on his little bucket, feeling a bit regretful that his freshly dried fur would get wet again.
The sleepy little polar bear jumped into the sea and immediately perked up, following closely behind Otis.
To shorten the distance between islands, sometimes they would swim over reefs, where the water was full of seaweed that looked quite scary from above.
Those black shadows, like twisted strands, posed a danger of entanglement for marine animals, so they had to be particularly careful.
Otis wouldn't let the seaweed entangle the cub. He would use his massive body to clear the way ahead, or he would steer them around dangerous areas, even if it meant increasing the distance.
It's well known that the sea has undercurrents and whirlpools. If they accidentally got too close, not even polar bears—or even whales—could escape danger.
Generally, the route polar bears took avoided such hazardous areas, and they also stayed away from shark-infested regions.
And they had to pick the right days.
If they sensed strong winds approaching, they wouldn't easily go into the sea.
But during this season, the Arctic Ocean was relatively calm.
It was a good time for a journey.
So, being a polar bear wasn't easy, and being a polar bear with a cub was even harder.
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