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Asla



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

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

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06-01-2020, 04:47 PM


The Warlord looked down at his tiny, bundled daughter. Her own gaze was facing out towards the island, with frown lines fuzzing her delicate features. She asked one simple question, and he knew with those words that she would face what gave her discomfort, if she had to.

Pride in his heart, he bent down low, bringing himself to equal pace with the tiny creature. “Trust me?” he asked back, keeping his nose level to hers, all his attention set only for the one little creature he had brought on this adventure with him.

He had endured swimming with Zee recently, and had only a flicker of confidence at his own ability to keep his head afloat. He also knew that the narrowest point from here to the island was not tall enough to cover his muzzle. He could walk, and so long as he could walk, he knew they would be okay.

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