Redhawk Caldera Squirrel? Bird? Groundhog? Can I eat it all?

Amalia missed her mother. She had never been close to her father. He had been fair and just. But he had also had certain ideas about how children should act. And he rejected the world he had lived in that both she and Alaric coveted.

Amalia settled firmer in her seat and shook her head. Actually, it was a slow burn. I had known Killer for much longer than we had gotten together. I have known him since i First came to the teekon oh my goodness. Two years ago maybe, no three. And we were very good friends for probably more than a year. When Well killer realized first that he was in love with me. I knew i found him attractive and funny. But I also thought I was only ever meant to be a friend. So I never explored those feelings sort of just kept them tight to my chest. It wasn't until he confessed that I realized I could feel them too and let myself.

Amalia listened and spoke softly. I can't speak for Killer of course. But I personally would not mind other pups among our ranks. And if it was something you would want to do. Talk to us of course. But I can't imagine I'd say no.

Amalia listened and smiled a little sadly. Yes I suppose that I'm not much help in a hunt. Would you believe me if I told you normally I am a pretty good small game hunter.

On cue, she gagged a little. But yea. But you know I think that plan has merit if you wouldn't mind spear heading it?

I'm fine with a pack hunt <3