[Bellamy rolls his eyes again, but it's a lot more affectionate than it was before. The dog keeps prancing between them, as if sensing they've come to terms. She jumps up on Bellamy's leg, and he absently reaches over to scratch behind her ears.]
[He thinks back to the last time someone gave him naming rights and holding his infant sister in his arms. A few ideas roll through his head, but one sticks out. She's pretty wolfish.] Rhea Silvia.
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[He thinks back to the last time someone gave him naming rights and holding his infant sister in his arms. A few ideas roll through his head, but one sticks out. She's pretty wolfish.] Rhea Silvia.