Moonspear Fire may save you

Ness evidently didn't need much more invitation than that; she bowed forward into the pit and began to dig. Wildfire remain crouched on its lip, head canted slightly as she watched her pack mate work. Ness's body actually obscured most of her handiwork, though Wildfire decided to stay and oversee, of course. It was her project, her brain child.

The unexpected nickname surprised a laugh out of the young Gamma. "That's funny. That's what my parents call myself and my siblings collectively," she mused. "Most tell me I look like I should be named Fox. Too bad my mom already had dibs on that name."

Before they could get any deeper into a discussion about names, Ness proposed they bowl it out, which Wildfire quite frankly didn't comprehend for a beat. She might have been the architect but... "How do you mean?" she questioned, needing a deeper description.