Redhawk Caldera From Bissau to Palau, in the shade of Avalon

Amalia had been staying away from everyone, Atreus especially. It wasn't because she didn't care about him with every fiber of her being or that he wasn't literally her best friend, but the herbs had only worked half way, and he was still a man after all. And the way she had been converged upon by three wolves, it had shaken the very foundations of herself and she didn't like it.

But that time was finally over and she was happy to go in search of him today, when her scent was no more and she could be around him without causing him or her any embarrassment or situations they didn't want.

He seemed to like the place that Killdeer had shown her the placed called Hobbit Hole, but that was the last time she saw the wolf Killdeer, as she had guessed he left quickly as they always did. It was why she didn't share her heart with anyone.

Atreus! She called out when she caught a glimpse of his fur with a smile in her voice and in her eyes.