ardent

bittersweet symphony



Álarr

Avalon
Beta

Master Fighter (330)

Master Healer (246)

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age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
800
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
538
player
lunarcat7

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02-29-2020, 05:47 PM
Álarr glanced at Valentine then back at the Abaven alphess who introduced herself as Theory. Rhythm stated that she would be joining Abaven and he frowned but didn't say anything. Obviously he knew she was going but he didn't really know how to feel about it. He felt sorry for her family but he was sad to see her go. He swallowed sharply and stared at his paws. He was ready to say goodbye but he didn't really quite know what to say or when to say it. He glanced at his father again. As he turned back and studied the alphess for a moment he realized he recognized her. "Oh! Hey, I recognize you. You were at the firefly festival! You're alphess now?"

At that moment a strange and rather grumpy male appeared. Álarr squinted at him. He looked too old to be the alphess' mate. At least he hoped this man wasn't her mate. Poem appeared shortly after and he dipped his head in greeting to her, wondering if she remembered sparring with him.

Rhythm spoke the grumpy mans name. Ohhhh so this was Rhyme? Álarr didn't know the full story but he knew there was some sort of falling out with the man. He meant to ask his dad more about it but never really got around to it. He was far more absorbed in his studies. Torrent suddenly growled, her hackles raising as she addressed the man. One of his ears flicked back as he gazed between her and the man then to Rhythm and Theory. He had no idea what to do or say.