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Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
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51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
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WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
05-15-2020, 08:39 AM


Had it been any other wolf, he likely would have kicked the stranger from the pack then and there. As Warlord, that was his duty. Strangers needed to go through himself, or Zee... or the Reaper, once one was finally appointed. As a brother, he was surprised and chuffed that she seemed to have made a friend. One that she felt comfortable to bring home, he just wished she had gone through the proper channels and called for him at the border. She knew he wouldn’t have denied her, if she had simply asked.

The affection went a long way to smoothing ruffled feathers, and he made a show of lowering his titan head to receive the dainty kiss of his sister. He returned it upon her brow, reaching it with much more ease then she had found his cheek with. “Forgiven, but don’t forget the call next time, Io” he said, his voice much less stern then he had intended it to be. Ah, but it was Io, and he loved his sister terribly. He wouldn’t deny her a little happiness, even if she had made a mess of the entry.
He would direct Marshal to keep an eye on things, to ensure the stranger didn’t go wondering anywhere she wasn’t supposed to.

He turned his attention to Asgeira, now that his sister had introduced him to her new friend. He could only assume by Io’s words that she was a poisoner but he would trust Io knew what she was doing. “A pleasure to meet you, Asgeira. Yes, I am Sirius, the Warlord here. I’m glad you're enjoying the gardens, she worked hard to make them what they are today.” He looked between the two women again, his expression neutral. “Alright, I’m returning to patrol. Call out if you need me, Io, and if your friend is staying for longer than a day, we can work out the particulars.” A gentle reminder for her to communicate with him. Truly, had it been any other wolf, he would have been much more stern, but Io had always supported him, he could return a little support of his own.

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