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drinking sacred fire



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

An icon representing the specialty Bloodletter Bloodletter

age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,227

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08-19-2019, 02:30 PM


The titan held a fearless, all in approach to fighting. He liked to throw his muscle and elongated fangs at a problem until it was gone. He used the momentum of his run to push at the bear as he landed on its back, aiming to assist the white wolf who had gone for its leg. He didn’t stay there for long, pushing his weight against his back with his forepaws, as he sailed backwards with the force of the push, an attempt to shove it forward, and clear himself from the fall radius.

The darker wolf had gone for its second leg, and it had little to support itself now, and went down as Sirius flew from its back, and they both hit the ground, the bear on its belly away from him, and Sirius on his paws. The titan was already whirling around, running at the fallen bear.

The Titan leaped forward again, going for its head this time, well it lay in an advantageous position for the wolves. He hoped to sink his fangs into his brain, a difficult target for any creature that didn’t have the aid of his long, sturdy fangs.

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