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Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

An icon representing the specialty Bloodletter Bloodletter

age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,227

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12-18-2020, 10:03 PM

The Warlord walked close to his Reaper, giving the wolf the knowledge of his form, and the ability to shadow him despite his lack of sight. He kept them on a mostly-flat course, keeping careful watch for obstacles that might hinder his friend.

The path he had picked for them brought them closer to the being he had scented. Magnus confirmed its existence with his agreement, and Sirius lowered his head to the ground, following the trail of the young boy.

“I believe I did” this time, it was the Warlord in agreement, he picked up his pace, benign careful not to unbalance Magnus. The position of the boy, and his age, was undeniable as they closed in. “Why are you out here alone?” the Warlord mused aloud as he reached the lost boy.


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