ardent

I am the Reaper and death is my shadow

Armada Meeting, MANDATORY



Hester

Loner
MIA

age
3 Years
gender
Female
gems
199
size
Large
build
Heavy
posts
37
player
Dove
04-14-2020, 05:57 PM
H E S T E R

She'd heard the call, and stepping from the frigid stream with the deep but satisfying bite of fall dripping from her coat, Hester strode towards the direction the howl had come from. She'd been bathing in an effort to remove the dust that had gathered within her fur. She couldn't recall exactly when her last bath had been, and that had been more than enough reason for the chestnut woman to brave the glacial waters of the nearby stream.

In the distance, there were wolves gathered, and Hester hurried her steps as the she closed the distance between herself and the group that had formed. She kept to the outskirts, edging around the collective body of the gathered wolves as she studied them each. She had a faint idea what it meant to be a warrior, but Sirius had yet to tell her what exactly that meant and what he expected of her with the title. Did it mean that she protected these wolves before her? Did it mean that policed them in his absence? Hester suddenly realized that she had questions that needed answers, but she sat silently instead, sending a nod towards where the ruling family sat.


She walks. "She speaks." She thinks.