ardent

but she didn't ever hold me

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

LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
11-11-2019, 03:20 PM
He was surprised when Deathbelle began to settle in near him. Far enough away that their fur didn’t touch. There was something in her gaze again, he had seen it before. It reminded him of the night in the Plains, with her solemn violet gaze seeking out his resting form. That look, similar to what she had now, which had swiftly turned to lose. He didn’t want her to look like that again.

Perhaps it was for that expression, perhaps it was for the jealousy installed at hearing of her and Io, but against his better judgement, the injured Warlord reached over and began to groom away at the scruff of her neck. “You had a bur” he explained, as though that was the course for his actions. “If they cause trouble send them to me, and I'll set them straight.” he promised/teased her. Likely his method of setting them straight would be to instruct them how to cause mischief without getting caught.