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Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
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LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
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06-22-2020, 05:02 PM


Sirius leaned over, watching her work as she picked up the discarded kindling, and began her visual explanation. “It's not a bad idea. We’ll have to make sure they are heavy and well stuck in the ground so they can’t get knocked over.” he commented, thinking still about the potential hazards.

He would likely want to ensure there was a bucket of water(or sand, perhaps?) near each one, in case of emergencies, and ensure the sand at the bottom was well-spread, with stones directly under the pole. He explained all these precautions to his sister as she nudged him gently. He moved, catching her as she leaned into him, and rubbing the fur on her forehead with a cold tongue. Chuckling softly as he kissed the displaced fur. “Let’s grab the jars from storage and start there” they could make the stands after.

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