Bearclaw Valley well me, i like plastics, and digital foils

<3 i would be honored for him to give her a name!

He took the resounding silence that followed his question as a go-ahead to give her a new name. The boy finished applying the poultice over her wound, ensuring that it wasn't bleeding still, before he looked down at her. 

She was lovely, he thought - bigger than him, ink-black, and with vibrant purple eyes that reminded him of the cusp of sunset and night. 

"I don't really know my family's language well enough to speak it, but I do know a few words from my grandfather." Evien settled down in front of her, laying on his stomach and resting his aching legs for just a few moments. "The name Leila means dusk, or night. What do you think?" the boy questioned with a little smile, not expecting a verbal answer but encouraging the girl regardless.