King Elk Forest Each and every day hiding from the sunshine

It wasn't alright. At first he thought of it like that, but more and more experience proved that not being able to talk meant you were just a pet to keep safe. He felt like such a tool, such a weak thing that needed supervision everywhere he went. And if only someone could hear his inner thoughts... They'd see what a complex being he was on the inside. On the outside he was just the goofy, shy mute. He didn't want to be just that to others.

He shook his head at all the names, feeling like they didn't fit him at all, but he paused at Grey. That was a nice way of describing him. A Grey cloud with the sun in his eyes. He slowly nodded, nearly not getting the confusion it might cause because of her leader, but he liked it. He wasn't a Leon, because it sounded like lion and they were brave. He wasn't a carter, it sounded too slick and cool for a wimp like him. Greg sounded like someone choking while Rowen made him think of an action, not a being. And so, Grey was left.