Golden Glade The Battle Is Won

She seemed to understand, calm down with both his words and touch. The name, however, she seemed worry about still, and refused to not protect him. That was the point: She fought for him and he fought for her, as was the way he wanted the pack to work. 
                "Exactly: And I wont stop protecting you."
"You won't think it's disrespectful...?"
Charley laughed, shook his head. 
                                      "No, not at all. I'm glad we're friends, and so you have rights to call me Charley."
Her brother? He wasn't sure if she'd told him that or he was just assuming, so he tipped his head and asked.  
                                                         "Is that a good thing?"