Bearclaw Valley oh i just can't wait to be king!

Sorry I have been so slow. :(

Her new friend liked the name chosen for the rock and she smiles, beaming with a sudden bit of pride. It was a strange feeling but enough to keep the smile on her face. The young girl settles in comfortably, perhaps even offering an inch or two closer to the fluffy male as the wind whips around them. "I would like that," she offers and together, they spitfire a few names out that might suit her.