Cricket Creek Bog so peace be with every place that you had

aengus wasn’t sure how strongly he felt about being named after a tall, weird stick. he supposed that if his uncle was named after the same type of tree, it must not have been all that bad. still, the young bull preferred to be related with something much sturdier.
 
talk of sticks and trees aside, weejay commented that she liked the sounds of his family’s names. aengus smiled at her, realizing that he’d never really had someone to talk to who was so open and pleasant about the things he shared. ashlar had been the closest thing, but ash was a bro and they did bro things together. aengus had never had someone like weejay around. “your brother’s name is cute. what does he look like? is he silver like you?” aengus complimented and then followed it up with several questions in a speedy follow-up.