The Sentinels in the woods somewhere

"Fancy," he commented, finding he was unsurprised that such a man might carry such a name. Humility did not seem to be a strong suit — something Sockeye approved of and was grateful for, at least for the time being.

There was a little hop in his step now that he had someone beside him. It felt instantly better than before, and though he didn't know the man from Eden, Sockeye was fast making plans to keep him exactly where he was.

"Oh, sure," he replied, his tail giving a quickly shimmy even though he did not, in fact, have any place in mind. "I'll tell you when we get to it. It's a nice place. Friendly. They've got a mess of kids, or kids on the way, one."

That was what he was hoping for, anyway.