Dangers of the Mountain
To be clear, no unfriendly folks, please lol.
Sirius
High Councilor
Master Fighter (240)
Master Hunter (275)
Bloodletter
age
11 Years
11 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
51
51
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
05-26-2020, 02:35 PM
Sirius, who had not bothered with alliances across this land, had little to say on Fireside himself. Abaven was a friendly pack, and he found Theory was rich with good conversation. He wouldn’t have bulked at taking one of his own injured wolves there, if he had little choice. He knew he and Theory could make square the favour at a later date without losing any skin on his nose. The Armada wasn’t much closer than that three-pack territory, so he wasn’t certain what Paladin would wish to do with his wolf. Still, the cart would be invaluable. His bear had lumbered off in order to grab it. Sirius, standing back and giving the healer space, let his eyes drift along the territories around them. Searching for any hint of a predator that might consider them easy prey. He settled in for a long wait, remaining silent as Paladin administered emergency aid to his wol. The Warlords leopard, sweet of heart, hanging nearby to offer any assistance needed. His vulture kept watch, and his bear was long gone by this point. Sirius had to decide how much he wished to have to do with this affair. He had found the man, and knew him to be friends with Malalia. He had little attachment to him besides this, knew little of the man. It was loyalty to Mal that had led him this far. It was some time before the bear finally returned, dragging the cart behind her by her arms. She hadn’t bothered to figure out the straps that had been built for a wolf. Sirius stretched, popping his back with the gesture. “Is he staying here for the night, or heading somewhere?” Sirius asked, leaving the decisions in this wolves hands, as Sirius would expect if the wolf belonged to him. |
