Best-Festival-Friend

Álarr was glad the girl wanted to keep him company. It made it less boring. Afi was fine but they were together all the time and the cat had a tendency to be critical. He trotted along with her as he continued looking. "Naw, I don't think it helps much with itching but it can help some wolves relax and even feel sleepy. It smells really nice to." He trotted along, eyes scanning the horizon til he saw what he was looking for. "There's some!" He bounded over to it. Spikes of lovely purple flowers stuck up out of the ground, out of plumes of leaves. The flowers were slowly starting fade and would likely be gone if it weren't for the warmer weather out west. Reaching out he used his fangs to snip off some of the spikes, adding them to a small pile before he glanced at the girl. "Do you want any?"