In the hushed glow of a Mediterranean dawn, the name Zevin (pronounced ZEE-vin, /ziːvɪn/) unfurls like a silken pennant in the breeze, at once sturdy and graceful. Born from the Hebrew zev, “wolf,” and tempered by the soft Latin-sounding suffix –in, it carries the ancient strength and loyal spirit of the pack into each new life it graces. One can almost see a lone wolf tracking moonlight across rugged hills, its silver fur glinting with quiet purpose—so too does Zevin evoke a sense of luminous curiosity and steadfast heart. Though scarce among American birth records—just eight boys in 2024, hovering near rank 916—its rarity only deepens its allure, as if every utterance of Zevin is a secret legend woven into the tapestry of tomorrow.