nice stroll

Amelie didn't mind the questions, like Amber, she was a curious wolf who loved to pry and poke her nose in places that sometimes she shouldn't. It was how she obtained her knowledge: through trial and error. "Well, I have been it the Plateu for quite some time now, but I was not born in a pack. " she barked with a little flick of her tail as she spoke, "My mother was a traveller or something of the sort " she barked with a half-smile, it was strange that the only thing she knew about her biological mother was her name.

Blue had certaintly grown to be her mentor and guide, she had been the one that had reeled her in after all, if it weren't for her she might've not even made it this far.