Qeya River Grow up, Cheerful child

Amalia wagged her tail happy that her leader could see the things she thought she was. She was afraid for a moment, that she wasn't entirely right. Because most everyone tended to think they were better than they were. A sense of self-preservation maybe.

Amalia gave a brisk nod. Okay and please if you need anything, or just company or a listening ear. Call on me. I will be glad to help in anyway I can.

Amalia motioned the other way. I'm going to finish marking the border.