Description
Spring showers bring blooms and curiosity; and Alphaeus stands in the midst of changing lands.
An alliance with the Kol, surges of magic, whatever else may come he feels that... well, while he can't predict it, he'll bare it cheerfully enough. Live a little, laugh it off, don't fall over your own paws. There isn't that much to it.
He continues on through his life, not causing trouble, not stirring up anything, and is happy enough to keep it that way.
It was almost- almost but not quite- enough to push him towards picking a task, finally- slotting himself in to some grander plan... but he wasn't hurried, content to wait and see.
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