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Over hill, over dale, thru the misty mountain trail

Alarr



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
823
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
542
player
lunarcat7

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04-18-2020, 10:56 AM

Álarr barely held in a giggle as Tyrian sent his companion flying forward. At his brother's joke about amputation Álarr lost it and started laughing out loud. "Not yet, Tyr, but there's a first time for everything eh, Afi?" The cat lifted his head and scowled at the wolves. "Ha ha… buncha wise guys you lot are."

Álarr stretched for a moment then started moving forward again as the fog got progressively denser. He turned and moved only six feet before he hit a dead end. "Oops, nevermind, not this way." He backed up before continuing forward, all the while shaking his head at the ridiculous paths laid out before them. Had humans made this absurd labyrinth? Was this some odd creation of nature? It was hard to tell until finally they made it above the clouds. A flat courtyard stretched out ahead and and a strange, ornate cave glittered in the sunlight. "Whoa…"

Even Afi was stunned, sitting up on his place on Álarr's back he stared. "Well, pinch my butt and call me a rabbit…"