Redhawk Caldera What does the future hold?

Amalia was not a morose wolf by nature. Truly her constant happiness could possibly be an irritant to others. But she did not mind so much. She wasn't likely to change at this point anyway. She was not as young as she had once been. Nor was she old. But she was pretty set in her ways.

She froze as she realized she had never really asked Killer how old he was. Oh well. Hopefully she wasn't robbing a cradle.

Amalia nodded. I used to roam a lot. Actually my family did too. But Alaric and I set out at about a year old and we traveled until we came here about 2 years later. There is something about it. But it does get exhausting sometimes.

Amalia looked at the leg in question. You know Alaric or another healer may have something to at least ease the pain a little in the winter.


Amalia shook her head. I don't think that is cheesy at all. I think it's lovely. Well, any children we have. I know it takes a village. So I will be sure they come visit grandma as often as possible.