Gathering Around Xiao Hu

"Xiao Hu, why are you so silent? Are you still mad? Come on Xiao Hu, A'Hu, talk to me," Xinzi tugged on Xiao Hu's sleeves, acting like a spoiled damsel attempting to regain the favors of her furious lover. Except that in this case, Xiao Hu was the actual "damsel," and her forehead creased at the monk's antics. 

"Xiao Hu." The words and pronunciation projected an entirely different image from Xiao Hu's initial name: Xia Hu. From a "summer tiger," she devolved into a "little fox," not only losing all face and heroic bearing, but also getting reduced to a cute canine.