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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
gems
51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,227

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06-19-2020, 10:30 PM


His new companion had fallen mostly silent now, though the pleasure brought about by her naming was clear. His bear - Katya, now, took a seat on her hunches beside the female wolf. Bast curled up beside him, warming his paws as she covered them with part of her own coat. Body heat was a valuable resource in this cold climate, and he was lucky to have two furred and warm beasts that called him friend. The vulture on his back offered little in the way of warmth, mostly Marshal was borrowing his own.

The conversation turned to his pack, and he gave a brisk nod of his head. “The Ashen Armada - the pack I founded. It’s essentially a place of learning for warriors, with a sprinkling of healers and hunters mixed in, where loyalty is important. Any who join my pack become part of my family, I offer them my strength and knowledge, for their knowledge and joint strength in return.” He explained, a warm smile gracing his lips as he considered what he and Zee had wrought together. The Armada had once been small, just immediate family. Now… now it was something great.

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