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Sirius
High Councilor
Master Fighter (240)
Master Hunter (275)
Bloodletter
age
11 Years
11 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
51
51
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
12-23-2019, 01:11 AM
(This post was last modified: 12-23-2019, 01:11 AM by Sirius.)
He had caught the pilgrim by surprise. The moment the small brown wolf found him, there was caution to his features. His weariness was to be expected. The mite couldn’t have been much more than half the titans height. In fact, the more Sirius looked, the less he believed him to be a wolf at all. Not a pure-blooded one at any rate. The soft browns of his coat told Sirius nothing, even the soft brush of a darker tone, like wings that ran upon his shoulders, didn’t give the Titan pause. He had seen stranger coated wolves. It was the gangly long legs, the unusually large ears that framed his thin face that brought the realisation to the King. He did not know what this wolf was, but he was immediately intrigued by the unique brush of his features. He lived in a world where horns stood common place, and this wolf-like creature stood alone. What a fine prize such a beast would make his wife. He turned the smile that creeped along his features into something a little more friendly, a little less chilling. Perhaps it would not be the best of ideas. His wife was finicky when it came to things like Slavery, and he often crossed the boundraies of what she allowed. The silence stretched out for a moment as the two got a feel for each other. The quiet of the Shrine, the soft hiss of wind brushing past them, the breathing of the wolves and the vulture. It almost caught him by surprise when the not-wolf spoke. “What are you?” Sirius asked, instead of answering the one posed first by the stranger. “It will heal on its own, it’s not the first scrape i’ve received, and it certainly won’t be the last.” was it a threat? Perhaps not, but he wouldn’t make this meeting comfortable for the stranger. |
