Nothing Lasts Forever

This woman was very kind, and seemed more than willing to forget the awkward moment and spare Alarik any more embarrassment. And for that he was grateful. He just smiled at her for a moment until she spoke again, asking if he had ever been to this place before. "No, never," he said in reply, looking around at the beautiful grove again. But it wasn't long before his eyes were on the lovely woman again. "This entire continent is new to me. Normally, Boreas is the place I call home."

But then, gesturing with his chin at the bushes and foliage around them, he said "But we have a place back home similar to this, an orchard that produces some of the most delicious fruit in the summer. The apples may be my favorite, especially when they're soft and ripe." Alarik gave a wag of his tail. There were so many good memories made in that orchard. Memories with his family.