Bramblepoint tattugaurat

Amalia was a little unsure. He had wanted to hunt, but neither one of them made a move to do so. And it seemed their meeting was coming to a small end, albeit a bit awkward but that was alright.

They could hunt soon. She doubted he'd leave again. A small strained smile. She had had tried to be good to them. Then they had hurt her. And she still thought of it sadly and yet she wouldn't be where she was now without that lesson.

I will see you again! She smiled and if allowed, nudged his shoulder as she trotted away.