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New Beginnings [Sirius]



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

An icon representing the specialty Bloodletter Bloodletter

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

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04-08-2020, 03:05 PM

The man had been about to take a bite, and Sirius knew he was hungry. He gave Dove a respectful nod, appreciating the agreement with the delay as he stepped back. Having a large pack, Sirius always needed fresh coats to line dens. He tried not to let any part of a kill go to waste. He would make spikes with the rib bones, which was always a useful endeavour.

He crouched carefully by the bleeding corpse, using his unusual, feline-sharp claws to slice a cut across its belly, where he would start the process of feeling the skin away. Once some of the meat was shown, he ripped off a meaty chunk of it, holding it in his maw as he took a step towards Dove. lowering his muzzle to place the offering on the ground before the wolf that did not yet know he belonged to Sirius.

Dove likely would not see the wicked gleam in the Warlords eye, carefully holding the meat before them, before dropping it gently on the ground at Dove’s feet. With something to take off the edge of his wolf's hunger, the Warlord would continue the process of peeling the coat free of the meat. The rib bones he would gently pry free and toss into a pile. By this point, his entire muzzle and front paws were red with blood.


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