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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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Dire wolf
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Balanced
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WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
05-26-2020, 07:19 PM

Sirius glanced past the bear and found Malalia, as she approached the injured man. Her worry was clear and apparent as she approached and yelled his name. The Warlord who had, up until now, stood back and impatient, moved forward and touched the back of her leg gently with his paw. “He’s in good hands, he’ll be alright” he pointed out softly, offering her a moment of fatherly comfort, before moving back once more. He would not crowd the patient or healers, but he did watch more closely now that Malalia was here.

Before, he had had nothing to lose, now he would watch these strangers more closely. If they offered even a breath of danger to his daughter, he would ensure they paid for it dearly. He didn’t truly expect it, but he did not know these people.

Standing back, the Warlord kept watch, both of them, and over them. For Malalia’s sake, and to even an old debt with Aurielle he said. “If the Armada is in an acceptable range, we can take him to my healer, she has a facility set up to house the injured”

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