Amadea's temple was behind the waterfall. Just walking a few kilometers from our house, there was a temple with quite high steps, and I could see a dagger made of crystal.
One of the werewolves who accompanied me said that the dagger was the one Amadea used to fight against Mera, the leader of the dragon clan. After that, Amadea was appointed to become the Guardian of Birwick Mountain.
I stroked his head, making him smile. One thing that made Amadea different from all the people I knew was, even though he was faced with war, Amadea didn't change at all. He still protected me, loved me, and also remained nice to me. The war didn't change him, and that was what made me feel so grateful.
"Amadea, our little snowdrop and I will be waiting for you here. So, be careful."
