Only dead fish follow the stream

Claws scraped carefully through mud until the plant was loose enough that Álarr felt he could pull it free. Reaching his jaws delicately around the stem of the plant he gave a mighty tug and pulled it free of the earth. Tail wagging he set it gently down. Yes, this was excellent. He dipped his head and bit the plant in half so that he could fit it into his pack. Once he was satisfied he moved to the edge of the water to rinse off his paws. All the while he was listening to the woman speak. He was surprised to hear that they were warriors. A wandering bad of warriors? Cool!

"We're in the south. Like if you start walking east from here you're pretty likely to run into us at some point. Speaking of… I better get back before my dad starts wondering where I am. It was nice to meet you though!"

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