Greet the Sun

The week had been busy, Álarr rushed about tending to sheep, gathering and crafting healing supplies, and trying his best to spend time with Stjarna. Things had been easier before when he had only himself to really worry about. Now there was this other being whose needs he constantly fretted over. Even though she was old enough to start looking after herself he felt a need to constantly check in.

Having woken early, Álarr took a few moments to catch his breath and relax. Smoke curled up from the coals where a kettle of water rested. His ears twitched as he heard Corbie's call. The festival was today? Ah.. so it was. Where had the time gone?

Álarr got to his feet and shook out his coat. He set about moving his tea kettle and making sure the coals were extinguished before he headed over to the gathering. He smiled politely at Theory who was accompanied by her new little ones. "Good morning, everyone."