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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

LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
04-08-2020, 02:12 PM

He flicked his ears the barest bit, to show he had heard his warrior. All of his attention was faced towards him, he was poised, and waiting, braced for the coming battle. His bloodlust was rising, and there was delight in his eyes that he hid from the wolves hidden on either side of him. It had been so long since he had been able to enjoy a battle, to test his mettle against something great.

It lumbered towards them, the great beast of a creature, with paws the size of a regular wolves head. Sirius lowered himself ever so slightly, centering himself as he spread out his balance. The creature drew closer, and slashed, and Sirius dove forward, under the swinging attack of the bears hands. Roan was closing in on the side of the bear, and he heard and felt more than saw as his wolf mounted the creatures back in a crazy move the Warlord might have used once or twice in his life.

Sirius went for an under attack to distract it from the wolf clinging to its hide. He slashed first at its paw, and then straight at its genitals - taking a page form Bird’s playbook, as he slashed even as he ran, dipping between the center of its legs and out the other side.

"Speech"