Firefly Glen Sweet Little Sister

Amalia blinked and then giggled when she jumped in delight. OH! I forgot I also love the way leaves crunch. I will gather them all up in a big pile and then leap into them.

She bowed her head a little shyly then.

It was nice to speak of her life of her interests with someone other than her packmates and her family. She briefly thought of Lestan, of icarus, of Reno and then quieted her thoughts. She would go see at least one of them later.

Amalia shrugged a shoulder. Sometimes, simplicity is the best types of things. THere is nothing quite like a starry night sky, or the way the sun rises, or the way it sets. Those are all simple things, but enjoyable, no?

Oh the wind can be scary sometimes, and it's hauntingly beautiful.