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A bit of Sea

Bird



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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

LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
01-03-2020, 09:13 PM



The man seemed a little blown away by the view, and well Sirius could appreciate it, he also considered how easy it would be for predators to hide in the branches above, or through the denser parts of the trees. Bast, his ever-present shadow was out there somewhere, keeping watch over them. Marshal was likely in the vicinity, but keeping watching over a larger size overall. No doubt the bird also needed to hunt for his meal. He would be around, but not too near.

Having already done this before, Sirius would continue to assemble branches, occasionally finding ones still attached to trees that were to his liking. At which point he would scale the trunk with his feline-like claws, dragging his heavy weight upwards, and kicking down at the branch he desired with a back leg. It normally only took a few kicks to break it free.

Once he had collected all he wished, he would tie up the sticks together and he and Bast would share a side to carry them home. He kept a careful eye on Bird, ensuring he never wondered too far from the Warlord. He found the man examining herbs here and there, a thoughtful expression on his maw. “Any good finds?” he wondered.
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