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to this moment



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

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age
11 Years
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Dire wolf
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She didn’t back down, and despite her age he only held a few inches over her. Regardless, he used them well, versed in the art of looming as he was, with the great hulking bird upon his back. His elongated fangs parting his lips in a friendly smile, and he surveyed the woman before her. Her fur bristled, but if it was in fear or tension he could not truly tell. She was a brave little spunk, and he could see she wasn’t backing down without a fight.

She gave no answer to her family, and he couldn’t tell if she was protecting them, or it hurt to much to speak on. It didn’t matter, really. If the family was going to retaliate for the loss of a child, they already had the lost little sister in their possession.

“I paid dearly for her, but she is a sniveling little child who believes her family lived beside the volcano and did not survive its wrath. Do you know how hard it is to train one who's broken hearted?” his smile grew, hinting that he had not been kind to the child. In truth, he had not touched a hair on her head, but Poem did not need to know that. “Would you take her place? A life for a life, that is my price. Are you sure, still, that it is not too high?” he eyed her with genuine curiosity, wondering what she would do. Set with such an ultimatum. She had made it clear the girl was important to her, but would she risk this much for her? Sirius knew that if it came to a fight, he could take this child - spunk or no, and she would be a fool to think otherwise.

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