Tyranis walked along the top of the cliffs, looking out to the sea with an expression of controlled neutrality. He had grown to be at shoulder height with his mother an although he still had a lot of growing to do he considered himself big enough to wander out of the pack lands unescorted. Ever since Bass’s departure the young boy had made several trips outside of the pack on his own, and so far no one seemed to have noticed, or if they had, they hadn’t said anything or told anyone to stop him. He watched the waves roll in, heard the squawk of seagulls and felt the salty breeze run through his fur. It was beautiful, and for once he finally felt at ease. No annoying sisters, no negligent mother, no failed alphas. Only him and his thoughts. He continued to walk along the cliffside, his tail waving behind him as he stepped through the coarse seaside plants. He had needed to stop to pluck some of the thorny burrs from his paws but otherwise he felt entirely undisturbed, and calm.
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Tyranis has a melanistic king cobra companion named Raanee, and a half-blind raven companion named Moses unless otherwise stated assume they are always present
Although it doesn't appear on his tables Tyranis' tail has been docked
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