Lion Head Mesa The sun doesn't give light to the moon assuming the moon's gonna owe it one

No? So she hadn't forgotten. His eyes closed as he felt her warmth against his chest and her lips brush against his, opening as she moved away.

kallik...what

He understood now that she wanted his full name. His father's name. The father who had died and abandoned him to a world with almost no family. He hadn't said the word in a long time and it stuck in the back of his throat like his lips weren't sure how to form it. His expression hardened some and his jaw tightened. But then the sight of the water clinging to Jawahir's sides pulled him from the ghosts and memories of his past. 

He moved forward, stepping into the water after her. Ateneq, he finally offered, the name sounding strange spoken out loud after so long. He reached down to nip at the damp fur of her neck. But don't call me by that name. His tone was more stern this time, holding none of the playfulness that was there before.