ardent

to this moment



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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

LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
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10-06-2019, 08:07 PM


She understood that she had no choice, and he forced the agreement from her, an agreement he believed she would be honour-bound to keep. He hid his smile, looking instead sternly at her. He had no need to gloat, he had gotten what he wished. “You will find that choice is a strong warriors right, and a weak wolfs delusion” he told her, not without a hint of pity for the young girls naive view.

“You have will and strength, but those that taught you feared spilling your blood, you will find no such mercy's here” he told her, a touch of eager anticipation in his tone. He had a long road to go with this wolf, but he had an inkling what type of wolf she would become. A warrior for the Ashen Empire. Perhaps his right-hand warrior one day.

“Of course - as my pupil, you will have certain freedoms you wouldn’t have otherwise” he explained, and true to his word the man tossed back his head, and howled for the little slave girl. His voice was a command, and he had no doubt she would obey. He sat back on his hunches and quietly waited, eyes trained on his pupil.

"Speech"