Moonspear Don't discard me just because you think i mean you harm

Seal squealed a happy giggle when Alaric booped her snoot. Then, having said her hellos, she began to sniff around. New aromatic smells lit up her developing brain. Wet compost and earth… medicinal herbs, bulbs, and roots… sweet grasses and Spring flowers.

In fact, it was so much for her to process that Seal didn’t take another step. She stood still with her nose huffing the air and enjoyed Alaric’s garden.