She's a Wildflower

A soft hum built in the queen's throat as she considered his question. Truthfully she'd never thought on names, it made everything seem so much more real. For so long she'd denied the idea of children, first they were to be enslaved then in danger by their father's terrors. Now the time had come and she had nothing in reserve. "I'm not the best person to ask, I wasn't saddled with a great name." She scratched at her face with a paw, still thinking. "I don't know. I've always been partial to blues." A smile. "Indigo, Azure, both could be for a male or a female. Though of course that's assuming they don't all pop out as black as you. Wouldn't be fitting, then." It sounded silly to say aloud, and Zee realized suddenly that naming a child was much more difficult than she anticipated. It'd be something they'd carry with them for life.