She's a Wildflower

“Your right, we’ve made a name and a family for ourselves, taking on this pack, and growing our lives here. We need a name, something else to pass on to our children.” He agreed. There was a time in his life he would never have even considered having so much to pass on to his children, or even the knowledge of having children would have seemed forign to him. He had so much now, that he felt a stirring of fear at the thought that he could lose any of it.

“What would you name a child?” he started, looking to Zee for support. He didn’t have any names in his reservoir, he hadn’t even considered this moment, despite conceiving children with his Wife. It was a good thing his Wife was sensible enough to consider these necessities. He looked playfully up at her, head still by her stomach, and well he wait for her to speak, he began to hum softly, pushing his muzzle up against the fur of her producing skin, letting the hum of the song building in him vibrate through her.