Shorty Got Down Sweet Lord

Amalia sat down quietly, little rabbit tail beating on the earth. Although when the grass rustled she wasn't expecting the little bundle of cuteness that popped out of the long blades. She locked eyes with the little creature, and she could tell from the spots that she was one of Isolde's daughters. Letting out a small gasp she dropped her front half towards the ground and fell into a play bow. "Well aren't you the cutest thing to roam this earth!" she called, docked tail making her whole rump move with the motion. "I'm your Aunty Amalia, but you can call me Aunty Ama if you like. What is your name sweetie pie?" she said, fully flopping to the earth. Her belly rested on the damp earth, red head resting on her pale legs. She wanted to keep herself nice and low so the poor dear wouldn't be afraid of her. She had a lot of energy, and didn't want to scare the little girl away. "So my dear, how old are you? Do you have any siblings?" she could barely contain her excitement, she was an Aunty! Oh boy, a mom and an Aunty! Athena was too! Her hind end wiggled to and fro as she tried to keep everything under wraps. She had hoped to run into Isolde, but meeting the little ones was even better. Plus she was so cute! Amalia just wanted to rush forward and squeeze her little cheeks.