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Sedna



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
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LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
07-26-2020, 11:47 AM
It seemed Sirius and her unnamed dame has thoughts that ran along a similar line. Teaching the young to defend themselves was a necessity. He snorted softly at her description of the minds of Archer men, and watched as she rose to her feet.

She bared her throat, submissive, to the Warlord. He let his elongayed fang run gently across her throat. So much so that it was barely enough pressure to part the fur, let alone do more then tickle her flesh. Her life was his now, his to protect. A possessive tingle ran through the Warlord. It was not the first time he has felt its claws in him. He could be a very possessive bastard under the right circumstances. He leanes back on his hunches once more, "call for Sigrun, then" he said, knowing Mort would follow. Best to let the Auntie call for the younger wolf, she didn't know of her new allegiance yet. "And I will show you both your new homes and let you get settled in" they would have the comforts of pack, with a warm den, furs, and a full belly.