Moonspear Bring back what once was mine

Alaric knew he was well into his prime and it still showed. However, as a healer he also knew eventually it would all fade. Muscle and sinew would go to seed.

He had to mentally map his paw traces. Tracking the places he had visited. He thought he remembered at the beary least seeing the sentinels. So he nodded.

A smile lit up his face. I am fine with trading it is how I made my life before settling. I am a healer, and storyteller among other things. I traded many things. including himself for a place to sleep or food.