Imagine Dragons

He sat and thought about the things he had learned growing up. Remembering stories his mother had told him, remembering why she had chosen his name. He remembered those stories quite vividly and was always in awe of the mythical creatures that lived in those stories. He would have loved to see a real dragon, but his mother had said they were so incredibly hard to find that nobody knew if they still existed. They were powerful and strong creatures with magic powers, and he always tried to imagine what they looked like. Thinking back on these stories, he wondered if his kids would be interested in hearing them...maybe they'd even take to being named after such powerful creatures like he was.

Taking a deep breath, he felt nervous about the whole thing. He didn't know much, if anything, about these kids. But he was determined to learn about them and who they were, and he wanted to help them blossom into wolves that would make anyone proud. Sightless gaze fell to the ground as he became lost in thought, though when he heard movement behind him, his ears twitched. Moments later, his daughter's voice greeted him and he turned his head in her direction. "Good morning, did you sleep well?" He asked with both curiosity and concern. He was unsure of how exactly to speak with them...he didn't want to rush into things as he was sure they were still getting used to the idea of being with him. Without their uncle around, he figured they were probably unsure themselves. But he would do his best.
"Dragon"||"Kimahri"||"Shiva"