Sun Mote Copse Don't like where I'm at, 34 was bad, so I just turn to 35

Maia seemed to think about something -- probably his name-to-be -- and Eljay waited anxiously in anticipation. He was unsure if he really needed nor deserved a cool story title, but if Maia liked to think of one, then he'd let her. He waited silently and then she excitedly exclaimed she had one. He liked it when she got that excited; she just seemed to glow when she did, completely enveloped in her own cheerfulness. The title was a bit, well... glorious for Eljay, but he accepted it with a nod and a grin anyway. Maia had thought hard on it, after all. I'm not sure I'll be able to remember all that, he admitted. I might need a storyteller to remind me every now and again.

Eljay chuckled at Maia's own name, and he could not help but wonder -- Queen of the Marsh Hares? What's the story behind that? He'd never heard of marsh hares but it sounded pretty exciting.