Redhawk Caldera Strange things

Amalia found herself adrift and headed towards the lake that made up the edge of the pack lands. There was a stillness to the she wolf that hadn't been present in sometime, and a happy carefree smile on her face.

Though she hadn't meant many in her travels among the pack lands, she was okay with it. She found she liked the solace and the silence of being alone. Perhaps, her years of a loner had done more for her than anything else. She felt a bit like one, a loner in a pack of others.

It was moments like these that despite her peace she missed Sahkmet, and Kigipigak and Kivaluk. Lestan. But she shook her head and continued on. She wished them well and hoped that whatever gods they believed in would heal their hurts, and their hearts. Because that familiy was not good emotionally. Which then spilled over into the physical.