Phoenix Maplewood Cowboys and Angels

Lovely you always are making the posts. So I thought i'd make one for you this time. When you have time, here it is <3

Amalia roamed far and wide, her heart in her stomach. Was this somehow her fault. She felt like it was, even though she knew logically it wasn't. Her families bad luck had rubbed off on Natigvik, that was one explanation right? Though, when she thought of it, truth be told Akumma had always seemed alittle heart sick and weary. Even as a child.
She remembered their first meeting, it had not been pleasant.

Then her thoughts galloped to those misplaced. Sadey would be alone again, Amalia doubted very much that Sadey would stay within the confines of Moonglow, and what would happen to her? Lestan would stay, but would he be as happy on the mountain as he was in the cold? And what of @Reno and Kivaluk, hadn't he had enough upheaval, enough of pain for one so young.

It was with these thoughts in mind that she turned towards other things. A hunt perhaps, or a herbal excursion. So with practiced ease of a woman who knew how to run, she loped from the valleys of her pack home, unease as she crossed the borders, and on ino the Maplewood.

She traced her black lithe body through the dappled trees of maple, the light dancing along her fur. The pretty leaves filling her heart with peace. Suddenly, she had a thought. She studied all the leaves on the ground, marveling at the crinkling sound they made. So with practice, she began to push with nose, paws. Making larger and larger piles until there was a pile big enough that she could leap upon.

Then with laughter in her voice and a running start, she leaped through the air and landed among the leaves with a loud whumpf, the leaves scattering and her laughter growing louder with each leap.