ardent

and here you lead

Resin



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

LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
10-09-2020, 02:28 PM
Sirius tried to consider for a moment what it would be like. To be forced to make the decision between no children, or another putting them onto Zee. He knew that he would not be as graceful as Resin. He was selfish and aggressive and possessive. He shook his head, not letting his thoughts diminish the moment for Resin. He was happy for her and hers.

Sirius had been to the falls before, but now the territory belonged squarely to the Hallows. It was a good choice, it was a gorgeous place, with an abundance of growth and life. “Strategic, I like it” he agreed with her reasoning. He rarely allowed visitors in his own pack. Normally, that was a one way door in the Armada.

Sirius looked about the rocky spot she had picked. His own den had been built with a few layers in mind to keep the pups from leaving too early. That was thrice important here, where a tumble over the falls would not end well. With the wagon parked to the side, the Warlord got to work, building off the starting point Resin had begun.