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Álarr

Avalon
Beta

Master Fighter (330)

Master Healer (246)

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age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
808
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
539
player
lunarcat7

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Promptober 2019
12-21-2022, 07:16 PM

Álarr smirked at her reply about the raiding not being any trouble for the pirates. Some how he doubted that, but then that might depend on the definition of trouble. A few injuries probably didn't bother the pirates at all. To her next question he shook his head. "Nope. This pack is called Avalon, more of an agaric, crafting sort of pack. You may remember seeing the alphess, Corbie? She defeated that Fatalis pup for the pack claim." It had been a rather enjoyable match and seeing that the alphess had some fight in her had ultimately convinced him to go ahead and join. It was all well and dandy to have a peaceful pack but in these trying times it was crucial to be able to defend it.

His smile faltered for a moment. "Sparrow, have you seen my brother Tyrian lately?" He'd always been close to Sparrow so if anyone knew how he was doing he was sure Sparrow would. Torrent, was another matter.