Qeya River Happy as a lark

It was Thank you <3

Amalia wasn't certain what the future would hold for them, but she was going to do her best to keep everyone in the best of shape. She had grown fond of the tiny family that had adopted her into their lives.

She heard Alia and turned towards the noise. Kivaluk comes across her, a large plump squirrel in his jaws. A look of absolutely pride in his eyes. Her face lit up and a small wag of her tail.

Well what a fine hunter you're turning out to be Kivaluk! That's a plump squirrel.

Her eyes were shining down at him a fierce sort of pride in the little hunter that was before her, and also a small sadness. His father wasn't here to see it, but she wouldn't let that deter her from fawning all over the little natigvik prince.