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

Small talk. Amalia hadn't had it in so long woth anyone other than killer and her brother. She found she adored it and had missed it. She enjoyed having a pack again even if she was super worried.

A bone was thrown towards her. And she smiled at it and chuckled. Reminding her of her brother and mothers snack stash for wounded babes. She remembered it so well.

Amalia settled besides her grandma in law. And slowly chewed at the bone. Tucking it between paws. Worrying the white between her teeth.