"Do you think she got injured?" She asks, her voice quiet as we step over a log. I go to answer her, only to spot the un-moving body over her shoulder not to far from where we stand and I chuckle, looking at Amelia and giving her a reassuring smile.
"I think she is fine and that she won the fight." I state hoping to reassure her while pointing to the dead fledgling. She smiles, looking at the body and letting out a sigh of relief as we turn away from the body and continue following the trail of destruction caused by the fight between Grace and the Fledgling.
"Grace should have been an Alpha." After some silence, Amelia lets out this small statement, making me think about the wolf in the cage and how she was indifferent to the wolves leering at her.
"She is too strong to stay as
