He wanted to tell the cheetah off, but her words rang true. The spirit had taken the lives of many before him and he could have easily fallen victim to her as well. “I can pass your assessment.” He said, his eyes narrowing at her. All he had to do was keep her safe. He would check out the pride and make sure they could help her. Once he was sure she was fine, he would leave. He didn't want to cause any trouble.
He was in the process of picking up the spirit when the young cheetah asked her question. Part of him just wanted to shrug her off or give her a fake name. It wouldn't do him any good, he realized. “Meris. Meris-Perrin.” It was an odd name he realized. But his mother had named him, his sister and his brother with alphabetical names. K, L, and M. She said it was an easy way to remember their names.
“What about yours? I need something to call you.”