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"Indeed," Peregrine agreed, smiling to himself. "There's lots of obvious options, then there's the less obvious ones. You could name her Cormorant, for example. I can't remember if I ever told you this but when I lived in Flightless Falcons, we took the Latin names for birds as our ranks. Mine was Sulcirostris, after the little black cormorant. They're black seabirds with jade eyes and a green sheen to their plumage." He glanced at Fox, then added, "And that's just one of... hundreds of options. I'm sure you'll settle on the right one." The tip of his tail wiggled.

Although he definitely loved discussing names (and talking to his mate, period), Nightjar effectively stole his father's attention. "You like that, don't you?" Peregrine teased, speaking more because he had an adult audience than because of the puppy himself. "What a weirdo," he remarked to Fox, smirking playfully, before pressing his muzzle against the little boy's cheek this time and blowing an even louder, wetter raspberry.