Sleeping Dragon burning the letters that might have redeemed you

When he belonged to his birth pack, everyone knew him by name. It was easy for him to go on with his daily life without having to worry about introducing himself. But when he prepared himself to leave, he realized how important others knowing his name would be. He had some semblance of making noise, which he used to his advantage, unlike his poor sister, who never uttered a noise other than a soft squeak from birth. It took him a while to manage it, but he somehow got himself to make a noise that - almost - sounded like his name. And he made that noise now, however, garbled and muffled it was: "Hush." He repeated it a few times to make sure she heard. It wasn't easy to catch, especially not the first time.