ardent

my head is in my own hell



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

LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
01-15-2021, 12:14 AM



The Warlord gave her time to come to terms with his news, digest it, and find the information he needed. When she did speak, it wasn’t as fruitful as he had hoped. But he would make it work. He nodded slowly, saying he understood. “Very well, lead me to Enno. if Kyros is not there, I will bleed him until he tells me how to find him.” he made it very clear that what was to come would not be easy to watch. “Once I find Enno, if you like, one of my companions can lead you back to the pack.” She did not have to watch the entire thing if she could not stomach it.

He would not do that to her.

He raised his head skyward, seeking out Marshal, and drew a signal in the earth before him. The great bird let out a caw of understanding, and flew off. Seeking Bast and The Bear so that he had back up on this mission. If there had been more wolves then two, he might have brought one of his sons. But as it was, he had taken on two seasoned warriors in the past and came out the better wolf. He was vain enough to think he could do so again this time.

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