Finding My Feet

Álarr turned his head as he heard his brother call his name. He grinned as watched his brother bound up to him, grateful to see the other had made progress defeating his illness and looked to essentially be healed. It was a huge relief! After learning of the loss of two of their older members Álarr had been terribly fearful about the health of all the others affected. "Better. Not yet 100% but each day I feel my strength returning. You like you're doing much better. Would you fancy a spar? I'd like to work on building my strength back up." He wasn't sure if Tyrian was suffering the same weakness as he was but a spar might be good to get a feel for how well his brother and alpha was recovering.