Satellite

She had no nickname that she wished to share, and he wondered briefly at the past she had left behind. She had been treated badly, something that had not phased him before he had met Zee. his wife had forced him to face a humanity in him he would have rather left buried, and showed itself not in strange ways. Like the possessive growl he buried before it could surface. Acciona was now his little slave, and she would be safe and well within his pack.

The silence of their walk through the pack was a comfortable one, the Titan at ease with the quiet between them. He paid careful attention to her, listening to the sounds of her foot-falls, the quiet exhale of her breath. She did not start to look for scents until he directed her to, at which point she stepped up and did as he commanded without a second thought. She was accustomed to being ordered about, that was clear.

He sat patiently, giving off no air of annoyance or impatience, as he gave her the space she needed to do her job.