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Io Claus is Comin' to Town

Rhythm and everyone else!



Theory

Avalon
Healer

Master Fighter (250)

Master Healer (240)

An icon representing the specialty Fertile Fertile

age
8 Years
gender
Female
gems
548
size
Extra large
build
Balanced
posts
805
player
Xarae

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05-09-2020, 05:24 PM


Theory arrived shortly behind Poem and hung back to observe how she greeted the interloper. Once Poem mentioned that the stranger was from the Armada, Theo's eyes narrowed just a hint. Would she be alright? Poem's composure held true and Theory took the opportunity to trot up to her sister's side. She caught the rest of Iolaire's words - they seemed kind and true. A wolf didn't go out of their way to haul supplies like that with ill intentions - and certainly not at the beginning of winter, no less. Cooling her suspicions, she greeted Io with a smile as well. "And I'm her sister, Theory, alpha and Sequioa of Abaven." It still felt strange to declare herself to strangers but it was becoming easier and easier. It was almost second nature now.

"Yes, thank you for your kindness! There was a raid. We came out victorious over Winterfell and no longer look for support from the north," she said briskly. Hopefully she could establish Abaven's position on the matter of the raid before Acere muddled his way to visit the other packs. He had plenty on his paws as a newly minted mercenary. Theo didn't expect him to be making social calls any time soon. "Rhythm is doing well but I can't deny that I worry for her with the upcoming season... you can feel it in the air, can't you? It's going to be a long winter," she sighed. "Please, you're welcome to join us for as long as you'd like before making the return journey."

"theory speaks!"

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