Altar of Twilight I was angry with my foe

Charon Ostrega, which was only a couple syllables separated from Hydra Ostrega, would be easy for Kavos to remember. In fact, with no real concept of surnames or the idea of family names, he wondered if their similar monikers meant something— or if all the wolves of Moonspear were bestowed with matching names. He couldn't think about it too long, as he was asked a question then that he did not entirely understand.

He wasn't sure what pups were, but since he had been called one before, he could assume it wasn't a bad thing; although, when he considered this, he realized it had been quite some time since anyone had called him that. There had been a point in his life when everyone and everything started treating him with more wariness than he thought he warranted, and these days he had only just started acting as he was treated. To the question, though, he could only shrug and add mildly: I don't... know.

The fact that his mind didn't go straight to lying, even to make himself look good to a superior, was unfortunately quite telling.