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With the flooding of the pack lands the Armada was in desperate need of replenishing their stores, so Mojito was going out to do that today. On his mind he wanted White Willow Bark, Horsetail and it never hurt to get more Valerian root. That's what led him to wander a little further than before, every day as the Armada felt more and more lonely to him he found himself wandering further. Some part of him wondered what it was that had led Asla to constantly be leaving, maybe whatever it was she found out here could also help to fill the aching hole in his heart.

He would try to keep his mind on the task at hand, it helped to keep the aching sadness from becoming too overwhelming if he made sure he was just focusing on his job. The last time he'd been here he'd fought a crocodile, but the river seemed quiet today and so he'd turn his attention towards the first item on his list, pale blues scanning for the willow trees he would need to scrape the bark from, grateful for maybe the third time in his whole life, for the horns that rose from his skull.



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