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Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
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38
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Dire wolf
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Balanced
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12-23-2019, 03:21 AM (This post was last modified: 12-23-2019, 03:29 AM by Sirius.)

Sirius tried and succeeded - mostly - not to snort in amusement when the small creature hustled backwards a few steps. He thought his precautions sound, and that seemed to be enough to keep him content. He did not need to know about the Snow Leopard that stalked quietly through the undergrowth some distance away. Where Sirius went, often the Leopard accompanied him. Just as Marshal, his vulture companion was never far away.

The bird in question flared his wings and resettled his balance after the Titan had climbed back his paws, and stood proudly now just behind his shoulder, long talons digging into the thick fur just along his ridge.

“We can deal with replenishing later, as it stands, you would be doing me a favour if you sealed the wounds. I did not collect the supplies alone, and can not tell you exactly what you might find there.” he explained, telling the man little about what he had available to work with.

He turned then from the stranger, hardly fearing decept from behind, not when Bast could return the ambush in a heartbeat. He was cautious, but not overly so, for the Warlord often believed himself invincible. Without another word, he turned, and took the man from the cursed Shrine, and into the cleared and maintained lands of the Plains. Even still, the ash had a strong claim here, and some half in progress odds and ends could be seen laying about the place. They passed the territory he had begun to fence for Io’s herbs, and made his way to the den he was building for himself, Zee, and the pups he hoped to have in the future. Soon, if he had his way. He moved inside, and above the cellar he had dug beneath the den. The area here was cramped, without the high ceiling the Titan needed to move freely. He gestured towards this area. “The supplies are in there, dig around for whatever you need” he invited the man.

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