Blackbeak Bluff Can you fly child?

She listened, drank in his knowledge like a dying woman. He was brim full of it, even if he only shared tidbits, it was enough to sate her curiosity in most things. You could set bones with the bones couldn't you or carve things. Her mind ran with all the possibilities and now she wanted to find them too. The treasures he spoke of, the useful things.

Amalia finally got moved backward and stood on limbs tired from laying still. She shook out her fur, far away from the edge of the cliff face. And looked to the black beast beside her. She offered a small smile knowing it was both a request and a demand wrapped in a careful nugget of advice. He was ready for her to be gone now. 

She dipped her muzzle. Thank you for speaking with me today, and the knowledge you imparted. I appreciate it. Have a good day.

She turned and started away. 

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