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Aslatiel

Loner

Master Hunter (245)

Master Fighter (245)

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age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
99
size
Small
build
Light
posts
1,054
player
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Samhain 2022Statue 1 Worship
10-27-2020, 06:19 PM


The man seemed to think over her words. Eventually he agreed and began to roll up his ball of wire. "I'm quite an experienced hunter. I've done this before." She assured him that she knew that she was doing. Giving the herd a wide berth, the pair of wolves began to move off towards the pair of trees. One for each of them. Without commenting on his slightly rude flick of the wrist, Asla took her end of the wire and wound it tightly around the tree on her side. She secured it well, using her claws to poke the wire through and knot it.

After covering the unnatural looping on the tree trunk with tall grass, Aslatiel moved back towards the man. She would help him on his end if he needed it. His scent was familiar as though he mingled with the same wolves that she knew. "Who are you anyway?" He hadn't offered his name which, again, was rather rude. She was going out of her way to help him. He could at least be a little grateful. Picking long grasses to obscure the wire wrapped trunk, Aslatiel gave her own name first. "I'm Aslatiel Fatalis, Princess of the Armada." Would he know of the Armada? Would he pretend that he didn't? The cream and grey girl assumed that everyone would know about the strongest pack in the land.

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