Redhawk Caldera she’s miss cali

Amalia leaned her heard forward when she saw a shadow coming across their entrance. A small smile when she saw that it was Treepie and her brother behind. Alaric was kind enough to stay further back, so that Treepie could have this moment.

Hello. This is Carolina and this is Lyric.

She tilted her head and spread her one leg outward, so that the children were still visible, but still tucked quietly against her. So that there were not startled exclamations or squeaking children. It was a moment that had Amalia holding her breath. Would Tiuttuk like them? Or would she hate both them and Amalia for taking her father away.