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You’re totally fine! And we’re happy to have you. We can always keep this short and have another thread when you’re not dealing with so much.

Before they spent a lot of time and energy tracking her, Killdeer sent up a howl to see if Amalia might come to them. Luckily, she heard and turned up only a little while later, looking a little unsure before she closed the distance and offered an exuberant greeting.

Hi! Thanks for coming to meet me. I’m Treepie, the youth introduced, but you can call me Pie. She paused, wondering if she should perhaps pose a question and decided on, What if the three of us grabbed something from a cache and got to know each other over lunch?

She was pretty sure her dad was hungry—or, at the very least, could eat—considering she’d spoiled his hunt mere moments ago. Her electric yellow eyes settled on Amalia’s face, her own bearing a warm smile as she waited to see what Killdeer’s new leading lady thought of the idea.