"Awoo..." The mischievous cub lets out a whine, rubbing his head against his owner.
She touched its fluffy forehead, "Look at you growing up so well. It's not really appropriate calling you a little mixed-fur anymore at this size. How about big mixed-fur?"
"Awoo..." It doesn't understand what its owner is saying, and just whimpers.
"Alright, let's decide. Your new name will be Big Mixed Fur." She stroked its back fur.
"Awoo..." It sticks out its tongue and licks its owner's hand. It knows that if its owner hadn't picked it up from the mountain, it would have been dead long ago.
"It actually came back." Xiao Yuchuan turned to look at his wife and the tamed little mixed fur, which should be called big mixed fur now, "Wife, I really don't get it. The wolf you raised is more obedient than a dog."