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Nuiruk... Aiolos tested the odd word on his lips, speaking it as she had. And she would explain it's meaning to him in those moments and be smiles and agrees with a silent nod. The Moon and Sea Goddesses were ones which he had followed from a very young age. Kukutux too, shared her love for the Moon Mother, shown in their village name and the name which she called herself. It was a common devotion between them, one which many wolves could agree.

I like that. He agrees, as much so as Kukutux would expect of him. A man of habit and for the most part, quite predictable and trust worthy in this. Aiolos had never bothered with the idea of a legacy, of a family lineage to carry on through the ages. Being born a basterd and then living where men did not have a place as father to their pups, it was something which stirred a new and odd feeling in Aiolos gut, an emotion he could not place though it shown on his features.

Aiolos Nuiruk.. A small smile tugs at him with the realization that with this new name, Aiolos also had himself a real and true family he could call his own.