Dragoncrest Cliffs The ribbons and the wrappings

“I don’t hate it,” she says, if only to soothe the rambling of her mate. It’s such a minor detail to have an extra name to tag along to their own, especially when they’ve never really been important before. Wildfire has her ways she clings to, just as Thuringwethil does, and she doesn’t really know where to compromise and where to hold her ground. If the name means something to Wildfire, important enough to pass it on to their children, then Thuringwethil lets her guard down a little—it doesn’t have to mean much to her—and it gives her a little push that she is open to change more than she had been before. “I was just surprised.” But, really, should she have been?