The young child was beaming with bright and happy energy. She came right up to him, fascinated by his name. Yes young one. I am named after the flower. My siblings are named after other plants too. Dandy smiled at her softly, happy that she seemed to be okay with him around. A gesture of friendship came in the form of a brightly colored flower, sticking right into his mane ever so gently. Thank you, my dear. That is very pretty. Aisling is a pretty name too!

He accepted the flower with great enthusiasm, wagging his tail softly back and forth. Aisling continued to be fascinated in him, keeping to her cheerful demeanor the whole time. The young male remembered when he was like that, so young and carefree. Ah to be a puppy again. Aisling then spoke of her pack and her family. It was a slightly different name, but the word Avon caught his attention. Where are your parents? What are their names? Maybe it was just coincidence, but he was hoping it was the same pack that he was told about before, by another male of their pack. Was he still here?