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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, 11:25 PM

Well, did he? He supposed there was truth to that. He had taken a few yearlings in under his wing. “Your a little older than my children, and I wouldn’t them wondering out here without somewhere to return home to” he offered in explanation. It was part of a truth. His truth? Maybe a little, the underlying reasons. He told himself he took the young ones to bend them to his ways, but really, what had he done but feed them and offer them a home. Zee had corrupted him, he didn’t do anything for the fun of hurting them anymore.

He looked at the little creature, and knew he didn’t like the idea of someone hurting her. He hid his weary sigh. Turning into a bleeding heart with a family had never been the direction he had seen his life going.

“Well, what would you like to learn? I’m a father, and the Alpha of my pack. We have big communal stores of food and supplies, and we work together to keep everyone fed and safe.” he gave a rueful smile then “The majority of my pack are healers, somehow, despite my intention of making a pack of warriors” thats what his bleeding heart got him.

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