Well Deserved Rest, or Maybe Not

FitzDutitful felt slightly astonished when Raissa said she had no dreams other than raising a family. Suddenly he felt very ashamed at his itch to be out patrolling and earning trades. It was one of the ways in which they were different, but he respected her no less for it. He would make it clear at their first pack meeting how his rank system would work and, if a high rank was important then she would work for that. If it wasn't, that was fine too.

"What would you want to name our puppies?" he asked, wondering if there was any custom in her family. "In my family we name our children the traits that we wish for them to uphold. For example, my father was Dutiful, my grandfather Prosperous and my grandmother Honesty. Strangely, everyone seems to be true to their namesake." He trailed off that line of thought. As much as he wished to pass down this custom of naming pups, he was willing to forsake that for Raissa. At least, for their first litter he wouldn't push it.