Blacktail Deer Plateau Cats don't play nice

Reverie listened to Amalia as she worked at cleaning and dressing her wounds, smiling faintly as she went on about Dwin. Yes, that sounded like the girl she knew. And it was good that they'd found something to distract the woman; this part always went by faster with a distraction.

I like her, She agreed amiably. We met in the taiga, near the Rising Sun Valley. We made up stories together. Is she back at Brecheliant now? Where even was Brecheliant? Reverie wasn't quite sure, but if Amalia's location was anything to go by, it was quite far from where she'd met the girl.