That's Me, Eating A Sandwich Alone In the Bushes

Álarr's attention had turned to gathering and storing herbs for the winter. Not just herbs that would help his pack members but their flocks as well. With his focus on his work his mind didn't have too much time to wander until recently with only a month or so of autumn remaining. He hadn't seen or heard from Pesto in awhile and it was making him anxious. Even though she said she lied about her family throwing her dad into the volcano Álarr knew he'd feel better if he could just see and talk to her in person.

He gathered up a few herbs and items in his pack and set off for where Ashen was located. Or where it used to be. When he arrived to the place he and Valdís had traveled he found it wasn't there any more. His gut immediately sank. Were they even still in Boreas? Thankfully, Brynhildr had spoken with a few birds in the area and between her detective work and his and Afi's, Álarr was able to trace Ashen to a territory in the east. Arriving at the border he tipped back his head and called for Pesto. If he got the alphess that was fine. He wasn't doing anything wrong, just visiting a friend.