When William entered the cave, he saw that the little wolf was inside the cocoon again. He had already returned the same day, not expecting much change.
After he entered, the old wolf followed.
William had to ask, not knowing how to call him.
“How would you like me to call you?”
The old wolf froze at this question. He remembered having been given a name by his ancestor before, but it took him a long time to remember what it was. William waited calmly for about twenty minutes, not interrupting his thoughts.
After much thought, the old wolf replied in exasperation.
“I forgot my name. You can call me 'Reyis' instead." ('Reyis' means: head, chief, chairman. Sometimes; Boss)
William nearly burst into laughter. It was definitely a name befitting a wolf. Since he was a Turk in his previous life, 'Reyis' was a form of address he encountered very often.
Still, he didn't laugh and spoke solemnly.
“Reyis, I brought a bronze-level contract. Will it work?"