But hard to tame is hard to tame.
Chen Wen still decided to give it a try.
After all, he is a man with "friendliness."
If he can make these great moose feel his friendliness, perhaps he can try to tame them.
After letting the Golden Eagle circle around, Chen Wen walked out of his hiding place and slowly approached the moose herd.
He tried to make himself look friendly, and from the bottom of his heart considered himself a good brother to the moose, coming this time to seek help from his good brothers.
Soon, the moose detected Chen Wen's presence through the sound of footsteps.
The male moose raised its head, with its massive antlers standing between Chen Wen and the moose herd.
"Don't panic, don't be afraid, I'm here to play with you."
Chen Wen spread his hands, trying to convey to the moose that he had no hostility.
Unfortunately, the moose did not accept Chen Wen's friendliness.
The male moose made an ear-splitting call, anxiously pawing the ground, blocking its family.
