Fairspell Meadow Spurs

You tread with dangerous territory, tell me to write as long as I please lol. Thank you. We will have to have more threads then.

Amalia chuckled at his words, and moved closer still, though she gave him leave and space. After all, one wasn't to just press into someone's foot paws, it wasn't very nice Unless perhaps they were dancing, but well that was neither here nor there, and they were definitely not dancing. 

Amalia hadn't met many outside of her own family, but she was an honest wolf and had found early on, that compliments made everyone a little more at ease, in most cases. Though she supposed if you were a skittish wolf, though as luck would have it, she was not.

The simple caress of her name from his voice, the curl of the syllables, the drawn out breathy sound. It was fun, and light and she liked it. Made her feel as if she were wrapped in willow vines, drowning out the cold, or in the simple dens her family dug, wrapped around her siblings. Yes she liked his voice, his accent of breezy words. 

"Why Thank you. I'm rather fond of my name too. Pleasure to meet you, Reno. You traveled from far? I'm new to the area myself. You don't smell like the borders I've come across so far."