Redhawk Caldera Banterland

The wind blew on this day. Spring was in the air. Amalia was caring for her adopted brother/son, she wasn't sure what they were exactly other than adopted family. She would take either really. He was such a sweet boy. And she was glad he had chosen to stay here.

She found an itching to enter the lake and fish today, and she wasn't quite sure what to do with teh nervous energy that encroached upon her. So she alleviated it with a fishing expedition. She noticed the other wolf atop the cliff and lifted a paw in greeting and then went back to watching the water for a fish.