The Next Color
11-02-2016, 01:49 AM
Night looked at Amalia carefully, it was a sad event that both her parents being so anti social at first she was starting life warily. Though everyone in the pack seemed warm enough, why would they be here after all? She just couldn't help it, danger lurked around every corner and she had to be prepared! When the girl said she was plenty strong she puffed out her chest happily. The question came along of what she wanted to do when she grew up.
"That's easy, I wanna fight. Fight and protect!" Night grinned as she got into a play bow. She knew nothing of the cruelty in the world but she seemed well enough. As she looked at Amalia she calmed down again and laid on her stomach. "You're a healer right? Means you stick plants on people. Makes them all better." she tilted her head to the right. |