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@Cerne

Amalia traced gentle footpaws along the land that didn't belong to them, but had been opened. Her eyes on all the beautiful things. There were healer dens, and tree coppice's and there was a lake, and just the beauty here was astounding and it kept her breathless.

Today she found herself near the river near the beginning of the land, her gaze taking in the large grandfather stone. She didn't know what it was, but she didn't dare climb it, fearful that it was powerful to these wolves, that it was something to be revered. Instead she just studied it. 

The plant life that grew around it. She did move a little closer to the river, eyes on the pretty stones in the bottom. She wondered if Cerne would like one or two. She wasn't sure entirely what he collected, staying far away from his rabbit skin of stuffs. 

Seers made her nervous. Some were fake and lied, some were real and their truths caused pain. It didn't sit well with her, but she respected that he was able to do it. It took a special kind of wolf to do so.