ardent

Zeelet, ZeeZee, MiniZee, Zee 2.0, & Zee Jr.

sirius



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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10-26-2020, 10:40 PM
He glanced up at Magnus from his seated position, as the old warrior ambled into the den. Sirius wanted those he loved and trusted to share scent with the pups. To gain that familiarity, even at such a young age. Magnus was one of the wolves he had already heard Mort call ‘Uncle’ and he was not against the idea of these little ones sharing the endearment. After all, family to Sirius had never been about blood.

The other wolf was quick to shuffle to his belly, and stretch out to meet the pups nose to nose. Of course, his nose wasn’t much smaller than the entirety of a pup. The sight had Sirius grinning, and he nudged a few more beans towards the man. “Couldn’t be prouder” he agreed. He could already tell this brood was smaller than the last. With more likeness to Zee this time then himself. His heart ached with love at the looks of them, and he constantly showered them with kisses and bestowed them names in variations of Zee. “This is Zeelet, this is Zeeton, this is Zeeron” He began, changing up his teasing nicknames as he pointed them out to his warrior.