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Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
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LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
06-12-2020, 11:44 AM
He looked to his princess, and he saw her wounded pride. He sighed softly, and pulled her close, kissing her brow as he often did. "Princess. Did I ever tell you about the time I found myself at a slave market?" He asked her gently, scarcely waiting for a reply before he plunged into detail.

"It came into question what my fighting skills where worth, and one upstart would of a fighting pack to the far North decided it meant very little. We had a little match to prove him wrong. His Alpha and his Alphas second discovered it and decided I meant them offence. This Alpha of warriors and his second both decided to challange me. I decided it would be simpler to take them on at once. They fought together, and they fought well. I pounded them into the earth. Sometimes a loss dosent mean you havent honed your skill, or arnt a worthy fighter, Venom. You caught have kicked the ass of any of my fighters, and I have trained them well. Just as I trained you."