'These really are my children!'
Si Shuo's face flushed, and she cleared her throat. "Mother never said we're throwing the names out... but we need your little brother and sister to agree to them too, right?"
'When she'd named Jiao Tang and Sweet Ring, the two little ones hadn't agreed at all.'
The cubs all turned to the Little Falcons. "Yin Xiao, your name is Yin Xiao. Do you like it? It means soaring through the clouds, flying high..."
"Kunzi is a great name! There's a Dapeng Bird that transforms from a Kun Fish... If Father Gong You had his cub first, you wouldn't have even gotten a shot at such a badass name..."
"Little sister, Yin Xuan is a beautiful name! It's so free and joyful, flying and spinning in the sky. You'll be the ballerina of the sky..."
No matter how smart the cubs were, they lacked worldly experience. And since they were with family, they had no filter whatsoever. Their words quickly revealed who had come up with which name.
