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North is in the West

Zee



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

LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
04-23-2020, 07:31 PM


He chuckled huskily at Zee’s threat, half hoping she went through with it. But of course she was too tired, and instead the paw she had threatened with him rubbed her tired face. He gently kissed the sleep gathering at the corners of each eye, laughing softly at her mention of their children needing ‘normal’ in their life. Yes, well, their children were certainly a trouble making handful.

“We’ll figure something out” he agreed softly, not quite ready yet to rejoin her in sleep. “Zee… do you ever think, that, well, that you’ve changed me? When I made this pack I anticipated only warriors and slaves, and plenty of both. Instead I seem to welcome every lost stray and find myself oddly protective to keep a bay whatever threatened them. I didn’t used to be this wolf. I didn't use to care about alliances, and now I think befriending Abaven might be good for those we’ve promised our protection to.” his voice was soft and thoughtful, not in the least accusing, and plenty loving.

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