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One night, as you do, we were talking about stuff... [Corbie]



Álarr

Avalon
Beta

Master Fighter (330)

Master Healer (246)

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An icon representing the specialty Anatomist Anatomist

age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
823
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
542
player
lunarcat7

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Promptober 2019
04-22-2023, 07:40 AM

Álarr nodded as Corbie explained that she'd get the fighters together first before worrying about how training would be held. He secretly felt some relief at that. Álarr could certainly help as an additional set of paws or a sparring partner but his patience for training others was low when it came to matters other than herbs and anatomy. "That sounds like a plan. I will keep out an ear for your call and plan to attend so I can tend to any injuries sustained and if you need another set of paws." Álarr shifted his pack. "It's getting late, I'll leave you to get some sleep. Let me know if you need anything more from me." He was sure Afi was already curled up and prepared himself for the berating he'd get by slipping into the den late and waking the crabby cat.

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