Emberwood Candy dolls

Amalia watched as food dribbled down the others face. Though she couldn't help it clearly, that horrendous wound. It looked like it had been painful. Most wolves would have asked, but Amalia was too kind hearted to even make mention of it.

Amalia smiled as the she bitch tried out her name. It was easier for her to pronounce. No one had ever given Amalia a nickname before, nor had she offered one it was a kind of nice thing.

Amalia had difficulty understanding this Diesel and she felt bad for asking, but she didn't understand. On the look out for what? Carcasses?

YAY! I took the wrong moment to eat watermelon and read lmao