Moonspear Beyond and beyond

Amalia had not moved away from the Great bear. Not because she hadn't wanted too, but frankly she was tired and it was winter. She could not go far and survive on her own. She also however didn't want to join another pack, but she knew she might have too and soon. She was a fair hunter, an even better scout. But winter was scarce hunting anyway. And she did not wish to die this year.

So a visit to moonspear then. Perhaps to see her brother, perhaps her niece. Killdeer was here as well and she wondered after him. She wanted to call out to any of them, and yet she was stopped with anxiousness and fear. What if she ruined this pack like she had ruined both Natgvik and Brecheliant. Desolation just seemed to follow her. She warred between indecision. Neither calling or leaving the borders age. As she grappled with her own heavy emotions.