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A-spire-ing Exploration



Álarr

Avalon
Beta

Master Fighter (330)

Master Healer (246)

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

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10-19-2024, 02:50 PM

Álarr quirked a brow as his daughter swore they were just going for a quick look. Even though she was a yearling he didn't like the idea of her going off to such a strange and dangerous place without an adult present. Especially as she had one of the pups with her. His gaze turned then to Sonnet who stared up at him with her big amber eyes promising that she wouldn't be trouble. Álarr sighed, looking between the girls then back to the spires then back to the girls. When had he gotten so soft?

"Ok, fine. Since I'm here you can take a quick look, but please be careful and keep on your toes." He shifted over to Afi who pointed out the screaming face. "Well, that's comforting," he said sarcastically before testing the soil at the base of the spire. Casually he started to move some of the soil away, looking to see if there were more faces buried below.