Redhawk Caldera nightshine

Amalia watched the children with a practiced eye. So many children had been in her former home and now here. It filled her heart with happiness. Children would fight it happened this way. She smiled as their mother separated them and then she followed the gentle she wolf's paw to the sky.

She traced the stars herself with inky paw. Wishing for a brief moment that her mother was here or Alaric, both who loved stars, but it was okay.