Moonspear I'm Growing Tired and time stands still before me

Alaric pressed his nose down towards the roots of the trees that grew in thick foliage all around. They were bare for now, but they would grow in and be beautiful. His plan today was to find a place to sleep. He had never slept in a den since he was quite small, and he wasn't sure if he still wanted too, but he wanted to at least find a place to sleep. Preferably somewhere where he could grow a garden in time.

Evergreen gems met the sky and a small smile lit up his face. It was beautiful on the spear. He was quite glad he came here. He had already started going through the stories he had to tell to the younglings that belonged to Meerkat, and he wanted to also start a collection of small bones and toys. It was always a good thing to have something for a child to play with or chew on while fixing an ailment.