Just you and me, baby

He grew thoughtful as well, abandoning his teasing, and her ear. Instead, he brushed his tongue gently below the appendage, considering her words. “This pack is our fortress, and there is a type of fortress called a Citadel. The most fortified centre. A strong name for a child, perhaps. I’ve heard of Balrog too, and that comes from similar stories as the Basilisk.” the other names she mentioned were alien to him, but he wasn’t opposed to them. If they were names she liked.

“Jamie Fatalis, Balrog Fatalis the Great…” He teased lightly, moving a paw to cup lightly around her stomach. “I wonder who they will be, these little lives you're growing.” he paused, hesitating. “I want to teach them to be strong, but I will not give up on the weakest. I don’t want to be my father.”