Redhawk Caldera Banterland

Amalia gave a soft shrug. For a while I didn't know where he went. He went to ply his trade as a healer/bard/storyteller and he did quite well. At least that was my understanding and I always enjoyed listening to the rascal. But he's here in the teekon now. Over in the Moonspear actually.

Amalia had missed him so very much those first few weeks. It had been like a permanent pain had settled into her chest, but she knew in order for them both to grow they needed to separate for a time. Her wombmate, her best friend.

Amalia gave a soft hum. yes it did, but I also knew that in order for the two of us to grow as separate individuals we needed to be apart. We liked different things and wanted to explore different things. And I always had hope we'd see each other again.

Amalia's tail wagged. Maia actually. She was the very first wolf I met when I came here and she was so sweet and so kind and I just wanted to be where she was.