Prompt: Barkspawn
Sometimes Elissa just doesn't understand Alistair. Fluffy fluff is fluffy.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Age.
"Barkspawn."
Elissa stared uncomprehendingly at Alistair as Alistair stared lovingly at the dog seated next to him.
"And he's a very good doggy, isn't he?" Alistair cooed as the newly christened Barkspawn slobbered all over his face. "Isn't he? Oh yes he is."
"You named him... Barkspawn."
"So you've repeated several times now."
"I'm just trying to wrap my head around the fact that my brother gifted you with a purebred Mabari of the highest lineage, a present well-suited for a King of Ferelden, one that he procured at a very great expense, and you name him... Barkspawn."
"I think it suits him. Don't you?"
"Not the point. What I also find odd is how it didn't take you any time to come up with the name."
Alistair shrugged. "What can I say. I'm just clever like that."
"It took me a week to come up with my dog's name, and you named him on the spot." Elissa stared back and forth between the dog and Alistair's beaming face before realization dawned. "You've been thinking about this for a while now, haven't you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Elissa put her hands on her hips. "You can't lie to me. You decided a long time ago that if you got a Mabari, you'd name him Barkspawn, didn't you?"
Elissa squealed as Alistair suddenly pulled her down onto his lap, planting a kiss sweetly on her lips. "Admit it. You love the name."
She tried to maintain her composure, but Elissa's lips turned up into a smile as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "I never said I didn't."
Alistair chuckled warmly. "Well then, my lady," he said as he moved his lips to her neck. "Barkspawn it is."