Qeya River Pink nose, pearly toes

Amalia did not know the burdens that Moonglow had suffered as of late, and she didn't ask. There was a difference to the wolves from the mountain. All seemed a little more subdued than most. But this was what happened with time. Things changed and not always for the better. There were some missing from their numbers than the days so little ago, yet so far.

Amalia saw the multicolored wolf coming towards her, and though she didn't know her well. She recognized her as a wolf of high rank among the Moonglow wolves. So she approached neutral and a bit lower than the other.

Hello. She waved the brown spotted plume and smiled. Couldn't sleep either?

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