At the sight of Tang Xiaoling's astonished expression, Callisto was speechless.
Could you please focus?
I'm explaining who I am, and all you care about is whether I can talk?
But then she remembered that the Princess before her was crucial to securing cooperation with Fengdu and helping the Werewolf clan break its curse.
Callisto had no choice but to abandon the argument. She knelt on all fours, signaling for Tang Xiaoling to get off.
Tang Xiaoling seemed to understand her meaning. Wiggling her little bottom, she squirmed her way off the wolf's back.
Then she hurried around to Callisto and said with a smile,
"Doggy, what's your name? Why did you suddenly come to save Lingling?"
"Did Daddy send you to protect Lingling?"
"Could you be Sister Drought Demon?"
The barrage of questions left Callisto's head spinning.
But at that moment, the word "doggy" filled her mind. Frustration welled up inside her, and she could not help repeating,
"I'm a wolf, not a dog!"
Then she pointed at her forehead, earnestly teaching Tang Xiaoling how to tell the difference. "See my forehead? A dip means a wolf; a bulge at the front means a dog!"
"And the tail! Hanging down means a wolf; sticking up means a dog!"
But Tang Xiaoling paid no attention to Callisto's earnest instruction.
All her attention was drawn to how funny Callisto looked.
In the end, she could not help bursting into giggles.
Seeing this, Callisto felt as though she had been made a fool of. Her wolf eyes widened, and her expression stiffened.
Wait, I'm teaching you how to tell wolves and dogs apart. Is that really so funny?
But just as she was privately wondering what was so funny about her,
Tang Xiaoling suddenly reached out her little hand and patted her