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Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

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Master Hunter (275)

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age
11 Years
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Dire wolf
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12-26-2019, 06:42 PM (This post was last modified: 12-26-2019, 06:42 PM by Sirius.)

The white-toned stranger surprised him, with the delicate hues of snow that wrapped across her body, she could almost be mistaken for the ruling family of the Empire. Even the mismatched eyes seemed like something that would come from the bloodline of the Klein. They were a raunchy lot, and it wouldn’t surprise him to learn she was a distant relative of the family he had served.

She looked weary, but her voice was even and unafraid, when her gentle tones came forth. Sirius relaxed his stance, if just a little, surveying this smaller creature with curiosity. Marshal glided in the air above them, keeping watch, but not intruding. Bast had slunk into the shadows, always his secret weapon, and a last resort, if he should need this deadly advantage.

He could hear the sound of her stomach, as it rumbled, and he wondered how long she had been out here alone. He let the silence stretch out a little longer, thoughtful, curious, as he wondered if he could gain something from this meeting. “Not many venture this close to the Volcano. What brings you to Firefly lake?” he wondered, taking a seat before his kill, keeping himself between it, and the unkown.

"Speech"