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Early morning

Malalia



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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04-09-2020, 03:10 PM

He heard the sound of her steps, but the wind was blowing in her favour, so she got closer than most would have before he knew she was there. When she spoke, he raised his head up to look at her, and Marshal made a clicking noise upon his back. Bast didn’t look alarmed, only curious, as she dropped her kill, and looked to this newcomer. A lion? the Warlord thought, but it was possible she had never encountered a leopard before, let alone one born for the snow. “She’s a Leopard, and I trained her when she was a cub” he explained.

The winged comment was easy to deduce, and he tossed his head over his shoulder to look at Marshal, and twitched his back. The vulture got the message, leaping from the Warlords back, and fanning his wings to get air, before lifting above them, and began doing lay swoops through the treetops. “That’s Bast, and that's Marshal” he introduced them one by one, nodding his head in the right direction. “I’m Sirius” he gave his own name next, turning his studying back to this woman. She was young, barely older than his kids, and a light, little thing. What was she doing out here alone?

"Speech"