Big Salmon Lake But one thing will never change

Amalia had grown up chasing rabbit, she enjoyed the flat out, no holes barred run it took. And it always ended with a sense of triumph for her if she caught one. As was the case today. She had missed a few sometimes. She preferred hunting with one or two others, but not really a group. Her father was notorious for making group hunts, and she had loathed it. Too many bodies to worry about.

Amalia was pleased to see that one of the rabbits ran right into Maia. She would have felt terrible ahd she not caught one. She lay her ears back at the creatures scream. She hated that too. It was a horrifying sound, one wouldn't expect to come from something so tiny, but it always grated and rose the fur on her nape.

Amalia wagged her tail and let her own rabbit beside Maia's. You are very welcome. I think the king of your heart will be pleased today. Here's mine too. That way I can collect two stories, and have an excuse to visit a new friend twice. Because after two invites, it's okay to just drop in right. The last was made with a teasing quality. She would have come visit maia with or without a story. She liked her.