ardent

Tiny ball of angry

Malalia



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

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04-30-2020, 10:01 PM

The purchase of the Wolverine had been steep, and cleared out his remaining buffalo coats. To the Warlord, that just meant another excuse to go after the dangerous beasts. He draped the coats over his back and made his way back to the trader. There, he made the exchange, and walked away with a tiny bundle of angry in return.

The young Wolverine would need a great deal of training, but for now it followed the Warlord. It knew he offered food and safety, and it knew no one else in this world.

He took it back to the Armada, carrying it in his maw the majority of the way there. He made a beeline for Malalia’s home, and placed it down on the grass in front of him. He cleared his throat and let out a soft chuffing noise of greeting. She would need to come meet and name the small bundle of fur in front of him. She would be in charge of its care and training from now on - this Wolverine was hers.


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