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sirius



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

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11-05-2019, 06:36 PM


It wasn’t long before his companion guided Io back to them. He knew the woman would come prepared, she always had her bag across her shoulders, and the scent of herbs about her person. Sirius stood back, her wounds cleaner now and let the healer take over. She passed him something to full with water, and Sirius accepted it delicately, before turning and looping off only a short distance. He helped Marshal ease the dish into her talons, and sent him off to find the freshwater stream that bleed into the ocean.

He knew Marshal could do it faster than he. He came back to hear Banshee as she explained what had happened to her. Well, he was hoping she might know what happened to her father - but that didn’t seem to be the case. He was disappointed he could not tell the grieving Empress where her brother was, but he had found her niece, and that had to account for something.

Sirius waited for Marshal to return, gently grabbed the dish from the bird, and brought it over to Io. “So you’ve had no news since the eruption?” he asked carefully.

"Speech"