Look, no hands!!!!!!!

Shuffling across the border Álarr quickly made a beeline for his storage den. He'd finished gathering the last bit of elderberry leaves and bark to meet his winter quota. Hooray! Then he could go do something else for a bit. Brynhildr had been mentioning his fighting skills. He'd be expected to participate in raids as a yearling and he'd been neglecting his battle skills. Afi had joked that if he got injured he'd get more practice with his healing skills. Álarr didn't find that very amusing but he took the hint. He'd see if he could find himself a sparring partner later that afternoon.

Rustling caught his attention. Talon was bounding through the grass and Álarr gave chase. "Hey Talon! Hey where are you going in such a hurry?"