ardent

First Do No Harm



Álarr

Avalon
Beta

Master Fighter (330)

Master Healer (246)

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An icon representing the specialty Anatomist Anatomist

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

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Promptober 2019
09-20-2019, 05:24 PM
I'll tough it out, I won't give in

Álarr desperately wished he knew of a way to restore Auntie Rhythms sight but as far as he knew there was no way to do so. According to Afi some injuries were just permanent and there was little anyone could do about them. He listened as she spoke, stating that all he really needed was the flowers. Alarr dove enthusiastically forward, tipping his head to the side so he could snip off a few flowers.

While he worked he listened to Rhythm as she said they could dry them or make them into a tea or salve. Alarr soon tried to be more carefully as her words reached him. He'd mangled the first few but the others were removed more easily. "How's this?"