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Shook hands with the devil



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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09-06-2020, 03:15 PM
He leaned forward, brushing his coat against hers, spreading his scent across her. “Then your mine.” He said. He hadn’t wanted to commit to a new wolf until he heard her full story, now that he had it, he welcomed her with open arms. For Tamsyn, and for the healing she had done in the Armada.

“Come on” he said softly, “Let's get you started on the basics of fighting” perhaps he could set Mortis as her teacher, if she could stand close contact with males after what she had been through. She seemed to be handling him well enough. Mortis was gentle, and encouraging. He might be the type of wolf perfect to help her form her confidence and understanding of fighting. He would help too, of course.

He led her quietly down to the beach, and the training rings. The stuffed dummies placed by Asla and Io sat quietly there. “What do you know on defences?” he asked.