ardent

Between you and me

Hana



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
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08-26-2020, 04:26 PM (This post was last modified: 08-26-2020, 04:26 PM by Sirius.)


He leaned back, watching as the young wolf grabbed the scent of his daughter. Watching her with a hungry sort of desperation. He could have gone himself, broken down the gates and stormed Valhalla, but if they did not have Malalia, and his daughter returned… would she forgive him for starting a war in her name? There was goodness in Hana, sweetness and honesty. It was strange that such a wolf would find herself in the role of spy. He wondered, not for the first time, why she wished for it.

When she turned her neck and began to sniff herself, the Warlord was reminded that she was only a child herself. It broke him from his revere, and a smile twitched at the corner of his lips. He wondered if he was doing the right thing, sending her out there, even if he had set up a safety net if she ran into trouble.

“You smell like seasalt, and Mortis, and Azure. Like Warlord. Let no one forget who you are, Hana. Friend of my heirs, and you go with the blessing of the Warlord. The protection of my rank, if they mess with you, they mess with me. You are my Diplomat in this. I believe diplomat might be the rank that would do you well, and explain why you go to the places you do… but I digress. Don’t let them judge you for your age, and keep that sweet disposition close.” He didn’t know why, but he trusted her, dammit. There was something in her nature that inspired trust. He had no doubt that would come to use against Valhalla.

“No… but thank you, Hana. You know, you remind me of her, with your kindness, and the way you look out for your friends.” he leaned over and ruffled the space between her ears, offering her a distant smile.

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