Sawtooth Spire Pita Republic

sorry for the weird. super tired.

"Says you." The quip back was thoughtless and easy but it was also good natured, for Nanuk anyway. Iqniq had kept SFB and now, Wicked would keep Pita. That was just the way shit worked. Besides, she tended to be rather horrific with names when it came down to it. In relaxed situations, fine but anytime she had to think on the fly, the names she gave came easiest to her. She didn't expect anyone else to use those names and would continue calling them that at times. Not always, but still.

Introductions went back and forth and the polar bear half paid attention, formalities thrown out the frickin' window at this point. She did hear that Pita had been patrolling already and approved silently, in her head. He'd been a good find, apparently, since he was already on the ball. A brief mental note was made; she'd need to spar with him at some point to get a gauge on his skills but that could come later. 

Right now, it was Name Game time. Great. Leering at Iqniq, she gave a pointed yawn in his general direction, opening a amber eyes to peer at the other. His pelt was much lighter than her own, without making him look dainty. He looked like... "Ittukanak," (birdshit). Another jest, one that the Alpha would understand but made her ridiculous grin no less ridiculous. For Nanuk, this was a form of play and if they participated, more power to them. 

"Then you're both full of shit." Something oddly like a laugh left her, sobering a little more as she shrugged. In reality, she took the name seriously as she, herself had only just recently had the Inuit moniker bestowed on her but Nanuk was also tired of the stern quiet of the mountain lately. Even Echelon's presence was scarce right now and she needed something. That Pita handled it so far was a good sign. "Obviously you don't like the name I gave him. That's your problem. You name him."