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Magnus



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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06-02-2020, 02:56 AM

Sirius glanced away from the ocean, and back to his warrior, a wry smile on his lips. “I know” he agreed. He had high hopes for Magnus, and would help the man achieve them. He started to walk again, leading Magnus further down the beach. “Your new duties will include Border Patrols, I’ll add you to the roster” he explained, talking him through some of the duties that came with the job. “Protecting the pack, training yourself to be fighting fit. Possibly taking on an apprentice, too” He liked to dole out the young wolfs to older warriors for experience.

They reached the corner of the border, where the beach met the mangrove. On reflex, the Warlord looked up to the sky, remembering the giant Condor that had lived in this territory, and almost taken his smallest healer. He had never seen another trace of such a large bird since. Shaking away the memory, he looked back to Magnus, to glean his impressions on his new duties.

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