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It seemed weird, to reveal his full name, either to her. It wasn't that he was uncomfortable sharing it with her or that he didn't want to, it had just been so many years since he had heard it spoken aloud. After the attack he had always simply referred to himself as Onus. Jet had been the innocent puppy. A puppy just like any other. But during the attack by his mother Jet had died and only Onus had been left. When she spoke that name a quick tic moved across his face. He turned to look at her and was surprised to see that smile on her face. His full name certainly didn't make him smile, but if it brought her some form of happiness he wouldn't begrudge her it.
As she said it would be sufficient he merely shrugged. Onus wished to say more on the topic, but he knew there would be no point to it. Cwmfen would do as she saw fit and he wasn't questioning her judgment. It was only his own insecurities that had lead him to make that comment. His ears pricked when she spoke again, giving voice to the full names of their children. Honor Onus. It did have a certain ring to it, he supposed. Chastity nic Cwmfen. He was glad that she had named the girl in the same tradition as she had been named. It only seemed proper. The coyote's name wasn't the only one that deserved to be carried on. "Good names. I like them." Not that she needed his confirmation, but he thought it would be nice to voice his approval nonetheless.
Her returned affection after he had kissed her head sent a thrill through him. It had been so long since they had really shown one another any kind of affection. She had been dealing with the mental wounds the crow wolf had inflicted upon her and he was unwilling to do anything that would possibly cause her discomfort. Perhaps this good news really had helped things. Of course it didn't change what had been done to her, but maybe now she would be better able to move past it, knowing that her pups were not borne of the seed of her attacker.
When she rose to sit up he knew what she would say before her mouth even opened. Well, at least part of it. He knew that she wished to return to her den. Though when she asked him if he would carry them once again his dark eyes grew wide. Gaze shifted to those two impossibly small bodies. So delicate and fragile. Touching them in any way seemed to be so dangerous. But then he found his voice. "Yes...yes I can carry them." Onus stood up and walked to retrieve his coat, bringing it over to where the pups lay. He bunched the coat up, making a sort of nest for them and then as carefully as he had ever handled anything, he picked Honor up and placed him in the coat. When it seemed that had gone well he breathed a bit more easily and did the same with Chastity. When they were both snug in his trench coat he maneuvered his arms under the fabric so he was cradling them to his chest and then he slowly rose to his feet. With that he looked to Cwmfen, waiting for her to be ready to move.
It seemed weird, to reveal his full name, either to her. It wasn't that he was uncomfortable sharing it with her or that he didn't want to, it had just been so many years since he had heard it spoken aloud. After the attack he had always simply referred to himself as Onus. Jet had been the innocent puppy. A puppy just like any other. But during the attack by his mother Jet had died and only Onus had been left. When she spoke that name a quick tic moved across his face. He turned to look at her and was surprised to see that smile on her face. His full name certainly didn't make him smile, but if it brought her some form of happiness he wouldn't begrudge her it.
As she said it would be sufficient he merely shrugged. Onus wished to say more on the topic, but he knew there would be no point to it. Cwmfen would do as she saw fit and he wasn't questioning her judgment. It was only his own insecurities that had lead him to make that comment. His ears pricked when she spoke again, giving voice to the full names of their children. Honor Onus. It did have a certain ring to it, he supposed. Chastity nic Cwmfen. He was glad that she had named the girl in the same tradition as she had been named. It only seemed proper. The coyote's name wasn't the only one that deserved to be carried on. "Good names. I like them." Not that she needed his confirmation, but he thought it would be nice to voice his approval nonetheless.
Her returned affection after he had kissed her head sent a thrill through him. It had been so long since they had really shown one another any kind of affection. She had been dealing with the mental wounds the crow wolf had inflicted upon her and he was unwilling to do anything that would possibly cause her discomfort. Perhaps this good news really had helped things. Of course it didn't change what had been done to her, but maybe now she would be better able to move past it, knowing that her pups were not borne of the seed of her attacker.
When she rose to sit up he knew what she would say before her mouth even opened. Well, at least part of it. He knew that she wished to return to her den. Though when she asked him if he would carry them once again his dark eyes grew wide. Gaze shifted to those two impossibly small bodies. So delicate and fragile. Touching them in any way seemed to be so dangerous. But then he found his voice. "Yes...yes I can carry them." Onus stood up and walked to retrieve his coat, bringing it over to where the pups lay. He bunched the coat up, making a sort of nest for them and then as carefully as he had ever handled anything, he picked Honor up and placed him in the coat. When it seemed that had gone well he breathed a bit more easily and did the same with Chastity. When they were both snug in his trench coat he maneuvered his arms under the fabric so he was cradling them to his chest and then he slowly rose to his feet. With that he looked to Cwmfen, waiting for her to be ready to move.