Surrender up my heart, and swap it for yours.

She nodded at his response, the smile never once leaving her features. Paarthurnax didn't have any real preference to which surnames her children held - she would love them wholly no matter their titles. A hyphenated surname made the most sense as it combined them both, for she did not wish for her bloodline to be left out of the picture. "I'd love that," the crimson she-wolf said. "Frostfur-Mortis?"A part of her had been afraid that Shadow might wish to disconnect from his daughters like Shahs of Samarkand did; it wasn't that they had not been loved, but male children always seemed preferable.

Paar knew that she wanted daughters. She and her mother had been firm friends while she was growing up. Their bond had been a strong one, just as it had been with her sisters, and when Nita had decided to uproot and retire elsewhere with Xerxes, the relationship had been severed. Paarthurnax did miss her family fiercely and she often pined for the warmth of the desert, but her Northern life was beautiful too. If only she could combine the best of both worlds...

"I would like to remain a Frostfur," she said softly, not wishing to cause offense, "like my mother before me." Perhaps one day she would hyphenate her own surname with Shadow's, but for the time being she wished to hold onto her maiden name. She brushed her cheek briefly to her beloved's shoulder, "I can't wait to raise a family with you."