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      "Perfect," Reek beamed from behind his typical, shit-eating grin.  Reek Redtail. The name certainly had a nice ring to it. It just rolled off the tongue easily.  Because he had never officially been given Finch as a surname, due to the circumstances of his birth, he had little ties or sentament to the family that shared it.  However, Redtail would be much more attachment worthy.  The pack was already like a family, why not share a name?

        Picking his head up from Wynter's neck, Reek clumsily turned to face her in cramped confines of their den.  "We could, you know... be parents and stuff," he continued in a nervous jumble.  Good going Reek, how romantic.  "I-I could expand the den and make it more permanent... give us a little more room for, uh, expansion.  Maybe we should talk to Saena about this, but I kinda want to be a dad."   The ragged wolf shot Wynter a thin and dopey smile before giving her a sloppy wet kiss on the muzzle.  "And I know you'd be a fantastic mother."