Redhawk Caldera the full moon dips its golden spoon.

Fin couldn't help but join in on his laughter when it broke free from his throat. Her eyes danced with mirth as he accepted his name with grace, even going as far as to announce it to the pack. Her laughed out loud as he howled, shaking her head in disbelief and amusement. She batted at his muzzle from her perch to get him to shut his silly, foolish, quickly-growing-way-too-adorable face.

"You really gave up on 'Elwood' pretty quickly after that whole speech about having grown to like it in your old age," Fin said between laughs as he quieted back down. It wasn't exactly what he had said--in fact, I'm pretty sure he would never have said he was an old man. But still, clearly she got the gist of what he'd been saying.