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Let's make pillows not war

Dutch and Zee



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,218

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07-21-2019, 12:18 AM


The time he had spent defeather birds was long and tedious, and he was terribly glad it was over. He did consider putting some aside for Zee, but decided it would be considered impolite. After all, these had been gathered for the Empress He would have to figure out a different way to bring comfort to the wolf that shared his den.

Alas, and with joy, he was still excited that today they would be bringing home the pillows the Empress had asked for. He would be in charge of carrying the ‘sack’ which was a great deal larger then the rabbit Dutch had given him. The deer skin was tightly pulled over their feathers, with his teeth pinching the opening closed. He was utterly unable to speak, but he did cast one dire warning glance to Zee. he would no longer punish her for transcretions, but she still needed to put some effort into not sabotaging this meeting with Dutch.

He still wasn’t entirely certain what had set of the two females, but they had been at it sudden and harsh like two cats in a bag. He hoped Zee had had time enough to cool and not shoot any more barbs at the woman they needed for crafting. No doubt even after this day, they would need her to create more things for their pack and Empress.

He gave Zee a quick nod to indicate he was ready, and let her lead the way. He would have enough trouble not tripping over this bag, that he would leave picking out the right route to his friend.


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