Whitebark Stream Boots

rolled a 4, so miss for Amalia :(

Amalia felt a tightening in her chest at his words. A brief flash of an emotion she was unused to curled around her, and all she could think was. IT wasn't enough. but horror at her thoughts licked along her insides and she quickly turned to the task at hand, though her mind couldn't stop going towards places it ought not to go.

Amalia was uncertain if her leaders would like the visiting much, but a selfish part of her wondered. Did she care, though it to was drowned out by thoughts thats knocked, knocked at her mind and heart.

Amalia listened and waited an watched. She soon learned a bit of their habits, though the little brats could surprise her all the same. Finally, she was ready to go, she positioned herself and jumped forward, but the creature was to quick, and scurried back to the ground. She met empty air with a snap of teeth and she almost unbalanced.

She quickly tried to fix her gait and fell backwards on her hind quarters. And she just began to laugh, eyes crinkling at the corners.

She licked along the seam of her lips and met his eyes, hers still full of merriment. I'll have to try again, though i probably scared them all off. now.