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Acere



Acere

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Master Fighter (275)

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age
13+ Years
gender
Male
gems
131
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
621
player
Dragon Mod

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11-03-2019, 01:40 PM


Things were changing. He could feel it. It seemed during the time he was sick, members of the pack were slowly trickling away. The first absence he noticed was his nephew. And then a couple of his nephews kids. Actaea. And a few others that weren't family. Had they decided Winterfell wasn't for them? Had they grown bored? Perhaps he asked too much of them by simply requesting they do their part? Whatever the case, the pack was growing steadily smaller. But he didn't mind. The pack had exploded in numbers too quickly and they were struggling a bit to keep up. But now the steady decline meant they'd still have resources to spare for the rest of Winter. And with Spring around the corner, he could finish restocking and then they'd be set.

For now, he stalked the nearby territories to see if perhaps any of them had gone this way. He didn't intend on dragging them back if they didn't want to be there, but to make sure they were alright and not injured. As he moved under the trees, he heard movement before smelling the familiar tang of apprehension. Peering through the trees, he noticed a brown figure up ahead. Rising to his full height, he watched the stranger for a moment before turning away, making it clear he wasn't there to bother her.

"Speech"