ardent

First Do No Harm



Álarr

Avalon
Beta

Master Fighter (330)

Master Healer (246)

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age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
808
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
539
player
lunarcat7

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Promptober 2019
08-04-2019, 01:30 PM
I'll tough it out, I won't give in

It was late afternoon by the time Álarr emerged from his den. He'd been sleeping in since they returned from the festival. He was absolutely pooped! He was also kind of hungry but figured he could wait until dinner time. Exiting his den he headed off to do some exploring and see what everyone else was up to. Afi was still asleep in the den and he wasn't quite sure where Brynhildr had gone off to. He was on his way toward his dad's tractor when a clump of bright orange flowers (marigolds) caught his attention. Those looked cool! Bounding over to them he began to sniff the flowers as he wondered if they might be good for anything. Or maybe they were poisonous? Sometimes bright colors meant poison in animals but that really didn't seem to be the case for plants. So how did he know if it was poison or not?