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Sirius



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

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02-11-2020, 10:47 PM
Io kept them calm during the storm, offering his wife tea, and the Titan took a glance for himself as well. He could acknowledge that seeing his wife upset set him on edge. Io acted normal and calm and steady, and in doing so forced Sirius to release the tension in his muscles, through he still held to his little wife tightly. "I need you, too" he he murmured softly as Zee explained herself to the healer - not that she needed to. He didnt think Io would have thought any less of her if she had kept her reason for her fear to herself.

Time passed as the three of them shared the den together, Siriuss tea was drained, and the storm began to lesson outside. The warmth if the den from the body heat of three wolves kept the place comfortable despite the wind he could hear howling beyond the cover over their den. He imagined Zee must be feeling relief at hearing the storm die down.