The Mastiff sat there, its aura fierce.
Uncle Tashi quickly stopped in his tracks and sized up the Mastiff Mother. He needed to distinguish whether this Mastiff was a purebred Tibetan Mastiff by examining aspects like its head shape, fur, vocalization, gait, and temperament.
He had already heard its vocalization, deep and powerful, full of deterrence.
There was nothing to fault in its head shape and fur. As for the gait, one could tell a thing or two from its squatting posture.
As Uncle Tashi observed the Mother Mastiff, Chen Ying had already made his way around the side, peering through the dog house's skylight at the puppies.
"These two I specifically kept, all the other cubs have been given away."
Uncle Renbo, who raised the dogs, walked over, standing next to Chen Ying.
"Both have good pedigrees, one male and one female. You choose one, the other I'll keep."
Chen Ying glanced over and couldn't look away.
