Redhawk Caldera There once was a girl....

Amalia had not changed her mind. More she had wanted to think her decision through. And it wasn't that the pack was getting better or worse. What it was, was that it had grown stale. And her leaders had grown sad.

Amalia smiled and wagged her tail, letting the furs drop to the ground. She greeted her enthusiastically.

Hi Maia! I'm alright. I was actually coming.

Amalia smiled softly and motioned to her items. I was hoping your offer was still valid to join. I brought gifts for dens.