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Your the brains, i'm the brawn

Io



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
48
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,218

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11-14-2019, 02:16 AM


“You be careful too” he warned, understanding the sentiment behind her threat. He would let anything happen to Io, and he couldn’t let his thoughts wander to the accidents that could happen in a hunt.

Marshal shot from the trees, and the hunters were off. Bast kept in line with Io, making the smaller wolf a bigger threat then she would have been alone, and snarling at the two beasts to keep them running, and to keep them from cutting at the side. Sirius made efforts to cut them off from the herd, but the instinct to run to their strength was strong. When the leader started to veer and the Oxen a few steps behind followed, the Titan warlord let out a blood curdling snarl, and dove his fangs into the side of his rump without slowing.

The creature bellowed and angled towards Bast and Io. the leopard let out a warning snarl, picking up her pace as she prepared to attack it if it kept on its angle. The cliff approached ever closer as the team drove them forward.


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