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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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11-06-2020, 08:51 PM

He grinned despite himself, casting one last weary expression to the small predator, and then back to his daughter. Her tail wingling in the earth behind her as he came to a stop near the girl. The fox slunk into the grass, properly cowed by the Dire Warlord. He tensed when Gossamer moved closer to the fox, tugging at the creature's ear. A fox was no threat to the majority of the Armada, of course. But his youngest brood were tiny yet, scarcely free of the den for the first time. He would not hesitate to end its life if it so much as twitched its ear wrong at his daughter.

After a moment of concern, he realised what his daughter was asking. The creature turned out to be well-spoken as it explained itself to him. “I see.” he said, unaccustomed to companions that could explain themselves in so many words. “Very well, if that is what Gossamer wants. I warn you, she is under supervision 24/7 no matter where she is.” he said softly, through he no longer believed the fox meant harm.

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