Broken Boulder if i should die tonight,

Please. He couldn't help but smile, hearing the single word. Ulf spoke so little, but somehow— somehow, the wolfdog was more expressive than most others he knew. Alarian nodded, making mental note of it and hoping he didn't forget. Honestly, he probably would.
Alright, He agreed easily to Ulf's proposal, shifting to press against him slightly. It was peaceful; comfortable. Alarian stayed that way for as long as he could, but eventually he found himself in a hurry to get away. Carefully, so as not to hurt his friend's feelings, he excused himself and rose to his feet. When he was out of sight, he finally vomited the scant contents of his stomach, and knew it would be some time before he tried to eat again.