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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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11-29-2020, 02:22 PM


“Hey little Ari” the Warlord said, stooping down to embrace the first little arrival. She tumbled into his paws and he balanced her with his free paw on her back, kissing the scar markings above her eye. “That’s the plan” he agreed, this time speaking to two wolves as his Zee-look-alike appeared in a tumble of excited words. He leaned forward to kiss one little horn nub. Free with his affections to these little troubles.

He almost missed little Gossy behind Briar, and leaned forward even more. Almost enough to topple as he added a few kisses to her speckled face. His youngest son took advantage of his stretched out pose and leaped up his back, and setting on his stooped shoulders. The Warlord loved, undone by his youngest brood. He raised his head - careful not to dislodge Kotori - and gave a quick skan for little Hope. Not seeing the girl, he swept his gaze back over the others. If she wished to participate, she could hop in any time.

“Alright, line up” he said, dropping his body to the side and giving it a little shake to dislodge Kotori near the ground. He waited to see who complied. “We are going to learn the basics today. Who can tell me what the basics are?” being raised in a war pack, he suspected some things had already started to rub off.

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