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The future held in suspense



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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07-04-2020, 09:01 PM



The numbers grew and swelled before them, his oldest boys showing first and quickly to the meeting, and the Warlord hid his smile. He knew the two of them had much to prove, young as they were with so much on their heads already. His sister arrived next, taking a seat by the kids, and he returned the gesture she made.

The apprentice he would soon see a warrior came next, then his sister's mother. His little daughter, who rested tightly besides her grandmother. Sirius was forced to hide another smile. His Reaper came next, and he nodded to her, and then gestured for her to join them. She was a leader in this pack as he and Zee were, and poised to take their place should they fall before their children were old enough, or lead whenever he was absent. It would do her good to sit in front of the crowd.

So many familiar faces arrayed themselves before him, and he spared a moment to look at each and every one of them. He had called them before him today, because their opinions mattered, because he wanted them to take a hand at shaping the future of this pack.

His General arrived last, but not late, to the quickly assembled group. The meeting was convened. The Warlord straightened, taking a step forward “Welcome, Armada wolves. We have much to discuss today. An essential part of pack lives- raids. We know that some have already happened across the lands, and there is no doubt it’s only a matter of time before eyes turn to us. I intend to beat them to the punch.” he grinned past his fangs, looking to his warriors with pride. “I intend for us to get some real-world experience, and raid a pack for supplies. Our intention is not to cripple them, or injure their ability to survive through Winter. It is to test their mettle, and ours, and know the strength of the other packs in this land. Now instead of pointing out noses towards a target and say’ lets go’ I wish everyone here to raise their voice. Tell me which pack you would see us raid. The opinion of all the Armada wolves are valid.” and with that, he opened the floor.

Ooc: Every wolf has to pick a pack! Round ends 7/11/20


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