Ouroboros Spine no one wakes up one day

The male let her teasing roll like water off a duck's back, but Easy wasn't going to let his lack of reaction keep her from looking for one. It was in her nature to tease and joke, and she figured he could use some levity while he was recovering.

While he went to drink, she lounged on the banks enjoying the sunlight, sprawled on her side with only her head erect, although her eyes were half-lidded and not at all watchful. Her ears, however, swivelled endlessly to follow the noises of the birds and the breeze, and anything else that might be coming toward them. Her nose catalogued the different scents that drifted toward them, and besides -- even injured, the male was as impressive a specimen as she was. Who was going to bother the two of them?

"I'm going to have to call you something," she said at length, her eyes focusing on him once more. "At least until you're well enough to remind me of your name. What do you think of Blue? Since you're kind of blue-black in places, and you've got those pretty blue eyes. Or we could call you Treesap, for old time's sake." The second name was obviously a jest, but she was open to trying out other things if he seemed not to appreciate either one.