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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
gems
51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,227

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05-26-2020, 04:11 PM

The man followed his direction easily, wordlessly, and for the moment the two would work as a team, seamless. Trusting for the moment that the man would not betray him, the Warlord gave him a moment to get into position, and then continued on, himself. His bear companion silently joined him, and he nodded towards her as he caught the sound of her steps. If Magnus did deal him a bad hand, Sirius felt confident he could get the variables under control.

As he approached he heard the sound of Magnus’s snarl, and the sound of the cat as it turned abruptly, and let loose a menacing growl of its own.

The Warlord moved into position, and even as the cat coiled in preparation of leaping at this new threat, the Armada wolf launched himself forward. He caught the cat mid-leap, his great paw wrapping about its back leg, his claws sinking into flesh. The cat crashed to the ground, and Sirius released his hold over it, leaping onto its back, and crushing it into the earth. “Go for the kill!” he barked at Magnus.

"Speech"