Qeya River down by the walls of wapping

Amalia thought about it, there was no real cut or dry answer. There was just many changes lately and something felt looming. Though of what it could be she wasn't sure. So she offered him a smile instead.

Just a disruption to my own peace is all. That happens sometimes as we age. Something changes or we feel like something is changing and it also changes us a bit on the inside.

She rubbed against trees and boulders, dug paws into the ground.

Oh spring is beautiful. Wildflowers grow and baby animals are born. The world comes alive with noise and pretty colors and the air gets warmer. It is indeed beautiful.