Moving up

He'd been patrolling quietly at the beach, occasionally stopping to let the waters lap over his paws and clean them from the sand that they'd acquired every few steps. He wasn't fond of the gritty substance, especially when he found it trapped in his fur or between his toes. Even letting the chilly ocean water clean it off was better than dealing with it for more than a few seconds. He'd probably never adapt to life on a beach, but he was adapting well to life in the Armada. If only it had taken up residence away from the ocean, however.

Hearing someone approach from behind, he turned and smiled at Sirius as his eyes settled on his massive frame. "Anything I can do for you?" He questioned, assuming the man had sought him out for something in particular. Maybe it was about the apprentice they spoke of, or something else entirely. He was welcome to take on any job the man had to offer him, it was just a matter of waiting to see what it would be.

"Speech!"

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