She's a Wildflower

Zee’s hum echoed his own, and she seemed almost unaware that she was doing it. He left his voice fall into harmony with hers, just a hum, no words, as he held himself to her stomach. He could not get over the wonder of what was growing inside of ehr, and felt the gravity of their pull at him. He wanted to hold them, to see them, or, at least for the moment, to hear them. He couldn’t be certain, but he thought he felt a small push against her stomach, like one of the pups reaching out at the sound of his soft, hummed song.

“I like Indigo and Azure.” He agreed. “If the first born is a son he will need a strong name for the burdons ahead of him. Mortis… perhaps, or Mortalis if he is instead a she.” he didn’t believe that a firstborn would automatically inherit, the strongest deserved that, but he still held perhaps just a little bit of something there. Maybe it was a remnant from being raised in the Klein family.

“As for our family name… something that would deter others, make them think twice about messing with us, and ours. Fatalis perhaps… it means deadly. “