Firefly Glen Sweet Little Sister

Amalia liked who she was. She liked how she preferred kindness to nastiness. And it was admirable what this wolf did. Broke trails. How long those trails must be. How hard and taxing and difficult. How strong he must be to do so.

I hope you find happiness in it if you wish to take up the mantle again. Perhaps if you are not adverse to company I can tag along?

She nodded. Yes. I was once of moonglow, but I have moved to Brecheliant. It is run by my dear friend Maia. Do you have a village?

She looked at him with earnest green eyes. Happy and content in the moment.