ardent

Fight words with fire

Dea



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
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
10-07-2019, 01:48 PM


In the few days he had given Dea to settle, he had not forgotten about the dangerous woman, or his trepidation about allowing her back into the pack. He feared she would be a apoision to the Empress he loved, however he respected her orders above his fears. He would manage them, and manage her, and ensure the safety of Deathbelle.

He went searching for the woman, making his way to the den she had chosen after settling here. He knew exactly where it was, after all he had kept a close eye on her in between his duties and training sessions with the little ones.

He found her at the den, and let out a soft ‘woof’ to alert her to his presence. “Dea” he said, as he contemplated her. He had already decided he was going to be near by the woman often, so she was going to have to get accustomed to his presence. “Would you join me for a spar?” it was an invite, but only just.

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