Lion Head Mesa To tell

Amalia had run. It wasn't far and it wasn't hard, but by the time she had gotten there, she was a little winded, but not much. The large imposing stone made her nervous and it was so strange here. Like a whole new world. It wasn't a bad place, but Amalia preferred trees, it was simply the truth.

She found the border line and tilted her muzzle upward to call for someone to speak too. @Toula or @Makono

Then she curled her tail and waited.