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Alarr



Álarr

Avalon
Beta

Master Fighter (330)

Master Healer (246)

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age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
823
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
542
player
lunarcat7

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Promptober 2019
02-08-2020, 04:14 PM
I'll tough it out, I won't give in

Álarr lingered in the remnants of the Orchard, marveling at the young plants that were coming up, fueled by the summer sun and the earlier spring rains. It helped to soothe his thoughts. He worried about Pestilence and what was going on in her pack. Did she get a hiding like he had? His rear was still sore not to mention it was terribly embarrassing. He hoped his siblings wouldn't find out. Álarr couldn't wait til Pesto was a yearling and then maybe they could work something out. Part of him debating going to Chaos and telling his brother about everything but he didn't really have any evidence. It made it even more confusing that the alphess of Ashen had denied everything. Valdís was good at reading wolves and had stated her belief in the alphess' words. Still, Álarr couldn't shake his doubts.

A surprising call rang out and he immediately recognized it as Pesto. Álarr was on his feet in a second and racing toward his friend's call. Valdís might've heard and she could be along any second though hopefully she was patrolling at the southernmost region of the pack. "Pesto, you're ok!" He raced toward her and attempted to wrap his front arms around her neck in a hug.