Northstar Vale I don't know many, but I know enough

Amalia's favorite trees were willows. They wrapped you in their branches and sort of just harbored all teh good things and kept the bad at bay. She just couldn't get enough of them.

Amalia breezed by the compliment she ahd given as she did with all compliments. She offered one, because she liked to make others happy. Make them feel good. It filled her with contentment and happiness herself.

Amalia looked over his hip and nodded. You seem to be doing well. There's a wolf in our pack with only three legs as well and she does fine. I'm sorry that you lost your limb though. I hope it wasn't too much of an adjustment period for you. She lay her ears down against her skull a little sad for him.

Brechiliant.