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Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
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12-21-2019, 08:50 PM
“You tell the cat, i’ll grab you a bite” he concluded, already moving to break away from her. She would be able to retrace their steps to the den she had borrowed. It was still fresh behind them, even if the territory was new to her. He didn’t get as far as another step, before her new question brought him to a halt.

“Hmm.” he said, thoughtful, but hardly conclusive. He had wanted fresh meat, and the idea of enticing her to his ranks had entered his mind. He hadn’t expected it to be as easy as all that, but the excitement hidden beneath her words told him he need only say yes, and she truly would be his. Did he want that? He surveyed her again, looking over the frail cream body of the stranger. “Consider the next day your entry exam - I’m looking to build the pack from the ground up, and well I need bodies, I need them to be the right ones. Lets see how you fit, okay?” he said, not an acceptance, but the possibility of one laid out before her.

“Tell the cat, and i’ll meet you back by the Oasis when your done” she knew the way to the main water source, and if she didn’t she need only follow her nose to the scent of growing things. He flicked his tail at her, a sly grin on his face as he considered how she might face the challenge he set her, and left her there by the tall willowy trees.