Nothing Lasts Forever

Faine said that she had never been to Boreas before, and it was then that the flirty and romantic side of Alarik decided to surface. He grinned at her and wagged his tail lightly behind him. "Maybe I could take you there, show you around," he said. When he mentioned the orchard and the apples he enjoyed so much, that seemed to catch her attention. He watched, tilting his head a bit in curiosity as she walked up to a bush and plucked something from one of its branches.

She said what these bushes held were called berries, and Alarik nodded as his eyes lit up in recognition. "I've tried berries before, but the kind I had were smaller than this, and darker..." he said as he nudged the strawberry with his nose. He didn't know that the berries he had eaten were called blackberries. He took a little leap of faith and bit into the fruit, tail flipping from side to side with excitement as the juice seemed to explode across his tongue. It was so... sweet. Much better than the blackberries.

He looked up at Faine, his orange eyes bright. "That's really good," he said. "Sweeter than anything I've ever tasted, including apples!" The young man said with a laugh.