Qeya River Weary

Amalia was glad her words had brought some level of something to the rather bratty she wolf honestly.

Amalia stared at her, refusing to cowl. Her head was high. You shouldn't threaten the ones you are below. It is unbecoming.

Amalia moved swiftly forward a soft growl in her voice.

You are nothing but what you were made. And from where I'm standing your foolish and brash and it will get you and someone else killed. And heaven help you if it's one of my found family.

You think you're a warrior then act like one. Not a bratty child that didn't get their way.