Redhawk Caldera And nobody cries, there’s only butterflies.

Part of Amalia wanted to shrink into herself as her own scent wafted on the wind. But the other part, the part that had just recently been revered, reveled in held her head a little higher.

Amalia's brother was Alaric. Amalia herself wasn't frank or open with her bawdiness, but she had been around enough to get it. And it didn't necessarily bother her. Sometimes took her aback.

Amalia nodded.Good. I think. My uh body hurts a little, but it's a dull ache.

She imagined it was normal. But she hadn't really been involved in such things until well this week so part of her also wanted to be reassured.

Amalia blinked. Oh goodness. I didn't even notice. she grew warm under her fur and looked down sheepish now.

But she did laugh at Towhee's words. I don't think so.