Big Salmon Lake But one thing will never change

Amalia's tail brushed once, twice as she wagged it, her tongue lolling out in a carefree manner, reminiscent of years by gone. It made a small ache blossom in her heart, when she thought of her parents, she had no idea where they were.

"Besides, it's always better to meet someone knew than chase a rabbit. Though I wasn't chasing anything I swear, just well...walking."

Sliver of a smile slid along her black muzzle, her eyes danced with mirth, at the femme's absolute joyful nature. She was sweet and kind, Amalia enjoyed that about her.

"I can help you hunt for your husband if you'd like? I'm fair at it. Though can't promise i'll catch anything, sometimes my paws move to fast for my body to catch up."

Amalia's ears slid back to her skull at the next question, but she pitched them forward again. She didn't wish Maia to feel bad, after all, how was she to know anything about her. "No. I pretty far from here, our pack sort of well just fell apart. So hear I am roaming about until the itch stops and I want to stay somewhere."