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Primal Rage

Sirius/ Gore warning.



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

An icon representing the specialty Bloodletter Bloodletter

age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,227

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05-27-2020, 02:18 PM
The sound of her rage-filled scream would send Sirius in her direction. He wasn’t too-alarmed, with Marshal in the air above, and showing no signs of distress, he knew Asla wasn’t being harmed. She didn’t sound happy, and he was faintly amused at her very visible out would display of it.

He found her, partly soaked in blood, head to her paws, and stopped beside her. Crouching in the grass, and paying no mind to the blood that rubbed into his fur at the touch, he would stay crouched beside her little form. Well his boys could almost meet his height, his little Asla was still the cutest little ball of rage.