The Heartwood Well, nobody's perfect

June let out a little snort of laughter at red-fur's reply. It seemed she wasn't the only one breaking the rules today as for white-fur, he shared that his father was dead. June didn't really know what to make of that, she had lost her mother but felt no sympathy for herself on that matter. In the end, the pack took care of her and it was white-fur's pack responsibility too. She mused that it was possible white-fur was asking only because her father was the alpha, maybe that made her more important than she thought.

The inevitable soon arrived. Name sharing. Red-fur asked and gave her own as D'hole, red-fur was the only name June needed for her so she would always be. Charon. Now that was maybe a name worth mentioning. June had met too many white wolves, she was one of them, and having white-fur in her head made no sense. Her thoughts took her to believe that maybe she needed better descriptions for everyone instead of just going on fur colour. white-fur-blue-eyes maybe, but then she fit that description too.

Caught up in her thoughts, she deigned to not reply. Maybe red-fur would think she hadn't realised she was included in the question - after all June's eyes had been firmly fixed on Charon and she hadn't seen red-fur's eyes moving to take in both of them. No, she would avoid telling anyone her name if she could.

"Why you here?" she asked, still looking at Charon but not minding if red-fur answered too.