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Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,227

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12-24-2019, 10:22 PM

Yes, he supposed a name would be useful about now. He would need something to call this man by, other then ‘not -wolf’ and ‘stranger’ after all, he did still have an inkling of taking the man for himself. Perhaps this strange might jump at the chance to enter into pack-life where resources were easier to come by. After all, they had a whole community contributing to their supplies. “Sirius, Warlord of the Ashen Armada” he introduced himself, after only a brief pause. “And what can I call you by?” he would ask in return.

“We have some containers, we believe made from the earth long ago, and scavenged for our use. We can draw the water into that and wash the wound from there” he explained. He wouldn’t have bothered himself, but it was in an awkward place to reach with his tongue, and if it did get infected, he would have Io’s wrath to deal with.

He led the way to the well, drawing back the leafy canopy and picking the small bowl placed to side, he dipped it in the water and dragged it free, before grabbing a small moss ball that had also been left near by - by Zee, perhaps. She was thoughtful like that, and perhaps thought it might come in handy. He dropped the moss ball in the water, so that the healer might use it as a scrbb, and took a seat, and then slid into a lying position, so that the man could reach his wound without stretching. It was at this point, now that Seer was in a more vulnerable position, that Bast came from the shadows. “If you need an assistant to fetch and carry well you go about the job of cleaning and covering the wound, you might ask my companion here, Bast, to aid you” he said, nodding his head to the snow leopard, who, at 25” of height, was almost as tall as the healer.

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