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Dangers of the Mountain

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Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
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51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
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05-26-2020, 03:08 AM (This post was last modified: 05-26-2020, 03:09 AM by Sirius.)

Marshal passed near the owl, and would spot the moment the bird found the Valhalla wolf, and would see the herbs he had been harvesting. It seemed the snow avian had found a healer first. Wheeling in the sky, the vulture stopped his path to Fireside, and returned instead to his wolf's side.

Sirius barely noted his return, too busy attending to the badly injured young wolf. He did however look up when the owl returned, and warned him of the help he was bringing. It was perhaps wise he did, and smoothed things over at the appearance of the stranger. The Warlord moved aside, and let the healers take over. He watched passively as the man began his work, checking Cairo over much the same as Sirius had, through perhaps a little more thorough.

“I’m Sirius, Cairo tumbled from the cliff not long ago. How long do you need to keep him here?” The Warlord stood guard over healer and patient, and Marshal took off again to find a sturdy stick to act as splint and deliver it to Paladin. Sirius on the other hand, turned to his bear companion. “Fetch Io's wagon" Whatever the plan was from here, Sirius knew Cairo would not be leaving by his own power from here.

"Speech"