"That's a nice name." Zariana softly said to Nychta, rubbing her head against the older wolf's neck. The pup shivered at the mention of the wolves being attacked outside. "T-Thank you." A tear came down from her eye. "Thank you for caring so much about me." A small smile formed on Zariana's face, and she rubbed her muzzle against Nychta's fur. "You're very nice to me." She tucked a little closer.