Lost Creek Hollow There's a pain in my chest

Amalia was not a savage wolf in mist cases. But she could hold her own, she thought, hoped maybe. And this was not something that ahould be left unavenged this was bad.

Amalia tried to listen. So his aunt then, at least she thought he was about to say cousin. If she is like her daughter maybe someone took revenge.

She held up a paw and licked along his head. Shaking her own. No no its okay. I just need a drink. I didn't stop to drink or rat. I'll be fine, right as rain with a little water and some food. I'll be fine. she reiterated not wanting him to get to worried. He had his own needs to attend too.