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with snow。 The sheep and the horses knew how to move the snow out of the way to get to the grass； while the more passive cows simply followed along behind them to for—age。 It was enough to sustain the greater half of the animals until the snow melted in the spring。 People who hadn’t moved their animals in time lost them。 They themselves made it to safety； but their animals were buried in the blizzard。 If not for this stretch of pastureland； every inhabitant of the Olonbulag； human and animal； would have died。 We stopped being afraid of white scourges after that； we knew that if one came along； we could move to this pastureland and take refuge here。”
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狼圖騰（英文版） 2（2）
The old man sighed。 “This spot is a gift to the Olonbulag people and animals from Tengger； our sustenance。 In the past； herdsmen made an annual trek to the top of that mountain to worship Tengger and the Mountain God。 But with the current political situation； no one has dared go up for a couple of years。 But we still worship in our hearts。 This is our sacred mountain。 Even if there’s a drought and no grass to forage； the mountain is off…limits to herdsmen from spring to autumn。 Preserving it is particularly hard on people who tend horses。 The wolves also preserve the mountain； and once every five or six years they go on a killing spree of gazelles； their sacrifice to the Mountain God and Tengger。 The mountain doesn’t only save people and their animals； it also saves the wolves； who are cleverer than both。 In the past the wolves arrived ahead of the people and their animals； and during the day they hid among the rocks on the mountaintop or behind the mountain； where the snow had turned to ice。 They came down at night to dig up cows and sheep that had frozen to death。 Wolves won’t
