give my heart a place to rest

Ahh, okay! Fine by me. :3

There was a brief moment where he thought the Beta was going to rip his throat, but Tonravik words calmed him. “It would have been a waste.” Insubordination was not punishable by death, right? Especially in meeting the longstanding members. Kroc relinquished her hold, settling back and away to allow him to stand. He did so with a grunt, careful so as to not give her the idea that Tatsuya was up to anything.
INDENT“Tatsuya, but –” Cutting off mid sentence, he silently looked to their reposeful Alpha. “But she calls me Kapvik.” One name held memories of home, the other, a title bestowed by Tartok's leader. He was fond of his name – a gift from his father. It roughly translated into assertive dragon. He would have fondly smiled but his eyes betrayed the emotion. Kapvik was a name he felt no connection towards. It was an empty title compared to the other. In time he would come to accept Kapvik, but he felt unworthy of the role right now.
INDENT “And you?” he countered. He would know her name or he would give her one. What about 'Thug'? Or 'Bull'? Or 'Asshole'? Despite the meaning behind those words, the wolverine did not truly consider Kroc to be any of them...Except for Asshole. She had that name down in spades.