Firefly Glen Sweet Little Sister

There had been wolves of all kinds within the borders of Amalia's family's home. Because her family had traveled so much, they had brought back lovers and husbands and wives and children from all over. This had also been their demise, but it had been good while it had lasted. And bad when it came to an end.

Amalia and Alaric were a lot alike, but they were also so different that sometimes it caused the other heartache. She knew this, and she was fairly certain Alaric did too.

Of couse. Let's see.

She made a soft hmm noise in her throat, thinking. I like scouting as I said and running. I like the way winter looks upon the grass as it changes from winter to spring. That little bit of frosted dusting on green. I like to hunt and fish. I know some healing thanks to my family and Alaric. I can tell stories sometimes. What about you? Tell me of you or ask questions, because i'm quite terrible at speaking about myself.

She giggled, high and trilling. Eyes dancing.