Can I chew on that?

Autumn was the season to hunt for the roots of a number of medicinal plants. Álarr had managed to get a small patch of Abscess Root growing in a lower area of the range behind the barn. Now it was time to see if it was ready for harvest. He hoped his hard work wouldn't be in vain but one could never quite tell. He'd failed twice already with ginger and hoped the third attempt would pan out.

After gathering his pack he headed out into the crisp morning air. He loved days like this, a fine break from the sweltering heat of summer, even if the strange red sun still cast its terrible tint on the landscape. Nearby Álarr could see the fluffy tail of Afi off in the tall grasses hunting and further on he saw the pale form of… well, one of Thalia and Theory's daughters. Álarr had done a rather terrible job getting to know the newest members of the pack. He really needed to correct that.

Clearing his throat he approached the girl. "Not off to get into trouble, I hope."