Whitebark Stream Boots

Amalia smiled at him with kind eyes. She hadn't found anyone worth it yet. She certainly liked Reno, she was fast realizing, but she didn't love him. He was easy on the eyes and his accent gave her a gentle thrill. But he also wore his secrets like a second skin, and she wasn't certain if they were good ones.

Amalia let out a small laugh. I don't plan to rush something like that. It wouldn't be fair to either one of us. And besides. I know I'm a lot to handle sometimes.

Amalia looked to the sky and frowned, then back to him. I will have to leave soon. Are you sure you don't want a place to stay Reno? I will gladly introduce you to my pack mates?