Just a quiet night?

Sirius · 08-14-2020, 03:59 PM

The Warlord took a seat, enjoying the soft sounds of the night. From the running creak, to the occasional hoot of an owl. The creak of the trees was a constant as they complained of the coming storm. The wind that blew through them was chill, and ruffled the coat of the Tyrant.

The autumn wolf explained his circumstances, and what brought him here. He told the Warlord that none would miss him, and he had no obligations elsewhere. “I’m Sirius Fatalis, Warlord of the Ashen Armada” he introduced himself. Tipping his head down to look at the smaller wolf. “Tell me, Naiche Dauner, can you fight?” a question that might be innocent in the light of day, on a well travelled road. Here, alone in the dark, it was as ominous as could be.

"Speech"

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