ardent

i know our dream will never die

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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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Dire wolf
build
Balanced
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12-27-2019, 10:40 AM
Venom was a sight for sore eyes for the bastard. His apprentice would always hold a soft space in his heart. She rushed into his den and he put down the sharpened spear he had been working on, just in time to relieve the smaller wolf into his arms. He laughed softly as he embraced her. He had been grumpy, mood swings tossing him every which way of late, but seeing Venom brought out his laughter. He felt at least a little guilty that Zee had kept away, and he had been so grumpy with Io, but for the moment all he cared about was Venom, here before him.

"My little pupil. Dont you dare get fat and lazy well I'm den bound- he warned, poking her in the chest with a good paw, even as he continued to hold her close. Deathbelle had kept her word and sent her daughter to him at his request.