Puppy Pile

"Ah man, we're gonna be late…"

Álarr bounded across the knolls as he headed toward the range. He'd heard Chaos' call but he'd been away in the Orchard gathering a few more herbs. Afi had been working him to death. He knew winter was coming but by now he thought he had some of every herb within a fifty mile radius. Speaking of the cat bounded along next to him while Brynhildr rode along on his pack. By the time he arrived Tyrian and Talon were already there.

"Hey guys! Hey Chaos!" He shrugged his pack off his back and rolled his shoulders forward and backward before setlling down.