After biting the ear, it was still not enough, and the gray wolf opened its mouth wider to bite over Mizzle's entire head.
From a human perspective, it might look a bit horrifying.
But for animals, this is quite a normal occurrence!
Sharp teeth and claws are indestructible weapons in battle, cruelly biting through the enemy's throat and tearing them to shreds.
But when facing a close companion, teeth and claws become harmless, as they have learned this skill during their playful youth with other pups.
Charcoal nibbled on Mizzle's forehead, licked her nose bridge, nuzzled her cheek, and gave a bite to the back of her neck.
He virtually surveyed Mizzle's head without leaving any spot untouched.
Animals do not possess the rich language that humans do; their behaviors and actions are important means of communication.
Charcoal's actions at this moment, if translated, would roughly be:
My dear, I like you!
The sun is so nice today, here's a midday kiss!
Smell my breath, it carries my longing for you!
I love you, do you love me?
Shall we play together?
With Charcoal sticking around like glue, Mizzle had no choice but to hang her head helplessly, letting him nibble and lick away.
"What are you doing, what are you doing?"
Watching the two wolves trot side by side, snuggling and nuzzling each other tenderly, Fang Ye couldn't help feeling bitterly envious, as if he'd eaten a sour lemon.
Just because you two are wolves, you can flaunt your love like that?
Hey!
As he entered the enclosure, the two wolves immediately turned their heads to look at him.
Ah, the poop scooper is here!
Fang Ye's relationship with the two wolves was rather shallow, limited to the occasional feeding and cleaning up after them, enough to leave a bit of an impression.
However, both wolves had grown up in the zoo, raised by animal keepers from a young age, so they weren't very afraid of people.
Seeing Fang Ye enter, Charcoal was a bit puzzled but still wagged his tail gently and walked straight towards him.
Standing at his feet, he gazed upward at him, blinking his eyes, acting very submissive.
His tongue curled, licked his black nose, as if he was somewhat expectant.
What is it, animal keeper, are we having an early meal today?
People who have dogs at home certainly know that dogs like to lick their owners' faces and mouths, using this method to express their love for them.
Of course, the owners might not always be receptive, especially after seeing the dog drink from the toilet and then burping contentedly...
"Charcoal, you, um... you're too enthusiastic..."
Although Fang Ye felt a bit uncomfortable, he still bore it.
This was a necessary way to gain their trust and establish a friendship.
Wolves have a clear sense of love and hate!
Charcoal was so enthusiastic that if he pushed it away, it would definitely feel dejected and sad. What, I like you so much, and you don't like me back?
Mizzle also trotted over.
She bared her crimson mouth, showing sharp teeth, her gaze as narrow and menacing as a dagger's chill, glaring fiercely at Charcoal while emitting a low, rumbling warning growl.
What are you doing? Don't you know the rules?
Wolves are highly social animals by nature.
Within a pack, there is a strict hierarchy — orderly and hierarchical — even in a pack of just two wolves.
Even though Charcoal is a male wolf and thus physically stronger, his personality is rather gentle.
Therefore, among the two, it is Mizzle who holds the authority and has the higher status!
So, for this very affectionate guy, she should be the one to greet first, and only then it would be Charcoal's turn.
Charcoal turned his head to look at Mizzle, looking somewhat aggrieved, but still obediently showed submission.
A faint whimper escaped him, his tail stopped wagging, and his paws came off Fang Ye's shoulders. He walked to the side with his head and tail down.
Fang Ye also stopped petting Charcoal and calmly ignored him, showing respect for Mizzle and the wolf pack hierarchy.
You smart aleck!
Mizzle was quite pleased with this behavior, took Charcoal's place, and assertively climbed onto Fang Ye, her tongue wildly slapping his lips!
rerorerorero...
Fang Ye gently held Mizzle's neck with both hands and then scratched her soft belly.
"Good girl... hey hey, that's enough now!"
After a cordial greeting, the two wolves lay down beside him, one on each side, their eyes half-closed, looking content.
They had already accepted Fang Ye as a part of their group, which is why they were so relaxed.
Fang Ye quietly savored this harmonious, warm atmosphere.
However, he hadn't forgotten the toys he brought for them!