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Sirius

"Warlord"

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07-03-2020, 03:14 AM


“Watch out, or he’ll be calling you Auntie next” he teased. To Mortis, everyone was family. He had given up trying to shake the gentleness from his son, and instead and come to appreciate it. He just hopes that when the time came, the hardness in Azure balanced him. Someone would have to make the hard decisions to keep the pack safe.

Tamsyn raised her eyes to his, and admitted her train of thought to him. He smiled, knowing Malalia felt much the same. They had worked for it, but it seemed to have struck them both by surprise. “You pushed yourself alright, and you trained hard. You deserved this” he promised her gently.

“As my General, you speak with the voice of my wolves. Get to know them, understand what they want, so you can speak true. Know who needs more training, and who’s training style might suit them. Assign mentors, and ensure everyone learns to the best of their ability” so far, Sirius had been undertaking this responsibility alone. It would be good to have another's opinion to weigh in on these matters.

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