Who the Heck Are You?

Amaris Abraxas

Amaris had ventured beyond the cathedral for a much needed break from preparations. After her father had announced the move, the entire pack was buzzing with life; wolves going out gathering supplies to make the so called 'sleds', mother was insane about getting all her herbs plucked and stored away in bundles, there was hardly enough room to breathe. So the fawn girl decided to slip out of the vines and venture to the river running adjacent to their homeland for a little bit of much needed TLC. However, when she arrived, the only thing on her mind was those delicious looking flippy floppy fish dancing in the waters just before her nose. Amaris had never caught a fish before, and just imagining the shocked looks on her family members was enough to motivated her to move closer to the waters edge. Tiny brown paws would slap the water every now and again, but her claws seemed to only scrape the surface and the fish would disperse quickly after. It was agonizingly painful, sitting there waiting and not getting anything for all her hard work, but the young Abraxas princess was determined. She was getting those fishies... one way or another.