Swiftcurrent Creek I walked alone

He tilted his head at her question and he thought about it. Thoughts racing. What did he want to be remembered for. I guess being calm and kind. At least for right now. Most of the males in my family, were kind, but wild. A little rough around the edges, sometimes beastly. I don't want to be that way.

He also didn't want to feel guilty for the life his father had led or his grandfather and for the most part he didn't. But there were times where he felt sad. And he could understand in a way, how they had felt. He too could feel the rages coming on. He had just worked not to allow them too. But he had felt it when the gang had attacked them. The red had seeped into the corners of his vision, and for a moment he had feared he'd be lost to it like Jace, like Wildheart.

He chuckled. of course I am. He held a paw to his chest and gave her a small bow, with a toothy smirk. So we want something like sunshine and rainbows.

He stared at her for a moment, then snorted and burst out laughing. As creative and clever that name is. I don't think I want it, but thank you.