“Lava Rocks” but sung to the tune of Thunderstruck

War soon arrived to their door, gave him chills and some concern. Friendly raids were fun but no the one that came out of the blue, they always turned bad or folks began to go beyond the polite intensity, there was always the one to forget it and go hard on their opponents. And him being still very new to the healing arts he wouldnt be able to patch all of the wounds, nor any deceases. And with Abaven gone his chance to learn were thrown away into the cliff. Perhaps he could speak to his cousin about his education but for now he marched to fight.

But when he arrived he saw no one free for him to attack. Clearly giving himself for whoever wanted to go for him and his antled rabbit Salem.

//Open for fights.

"hi"