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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
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
01-06-2020, 12:49 AM

He laughed - through he hadn’t quite meant to. How on earth was it her fault for his near-stumble? All she had been doing was lying there. He bit back the laugh shortly after it escaped him. He could see the fear in her still, the worry, the near panic. It was like she needed not to offend him.

It was reasonable, considering they were strangers, and he twice her height with fangs in his mouth as long as her snout. Still. It made him frown, and he wasn’t quite certain why. She repeated the line, as through needing it to be true, and he watched her carefully. He felt like it would have been better if Io or Zee were here. His gentle, smaller, family members would have helped her to relax.

He sighed, and lowered himself to his stomach so he no longer towered over her. He rested in the foliage, head even with the flowers, and a dandelion shone yellow against his chin. The long stems of something tickled his ear. “Let’s just admit it happened and move on, eh? No matter who was at fault.” a pause. “I’m Sirius” he introduced himself. “I own a pack just a few lands over. Are you… hiding from someone?” it was a guess, and maybe a wild one. But she seemed so horrified at his first appearance, and still afraid even after she had a moment to calm

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