Firefly Glen [wp] i'm not ready to die

Ajei liked the sound of that. Taking parts of her mother's name, perhaps her eldest brothers. Not her father. Not her littermate. She did not know them, could not remember them. Perhaps some of Aiolos and Kukutux. And yet part of her wanted to keep their names for them. It felt honorable this way too. She was not sure what she would do. And perhaps when they had children, the sight of them would bring names so strong to the forefront that no other would work. 

Ajei's mother had chosen her name with care. She had given her one with deep meaning to her. One that Ajei tried to embody and she hoped she succeeded. A small smile. 

I can't wait to hear these names. I am certain they will be beautiful and fit your children perfectly.