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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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08-10-2020, 02:57 PM

Sirius Fatalis

The sun was sinking below the horizon, and a fresh deer haunch dankled from his muzzle. A dinner gift to Zee, and whichever of his children might be near home tonight. He missed having them all together in the communal den. Wrapped up in his arms, safe, and knowing exactly where they were. They were almost one now, and each seemed to have their own lives, interested and friends. Already, he felt the ache of.

The Warlord shook off the fatigue of the day, finished with his patrols and training and heading home for a sleep. His eyes found the small form of his space-daughter by the den entrance, and his muzzle split into a smile.

He flopped down beside her, and reached to grab her into his embrace, through he would insist upon it if she offered resistance. “Hey, starflower”

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