Swiftcurrent Creek Nameless to Named

Arlette was happy with the plant names. And he'd be damned if he told her any different. And he liked them as well, but he definitely wasn't going to ever change his mind. Not the way she looked delighted right now. She threw some names at him and he tilted an ear forward. 

He sniffed at the babies a small smile on his face. Buckthorn, Burdock, Juniper and what about Violet? If he remembered it was a pretty flower, but he wasn't certain if he could remember the flower right. 

He shifted large shoulders. They can have the last name of the creek or they can have mine or even your sif you have one, but I don't ever recall you telling me one.