He chuckled softly at her snort, his smile broadening. His fingers gently ran up Enna’s arm, before gently brushing over the small wolf, and returning back up. He absentmindedly kept up this pattern as she thought about a name.

“Athena? Perfect... Little Athena.” The name fit well, he would have never gotten anywhere close to that name. He relaxed into the bed as he felt sleep forcing Enna down, draping his arm across them both. He wouldn’t sleep, not yet, not until the twins returned, he couldn’t risk being awoken from sleep to another attack. He studied the wall with a blank face, waiting for something else to happen. 

[@Arista]