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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

LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
01-23-2021, 07:17 PM



Sirius nodded, and said nothing more on the offer. He knew the Koi Warrior would take it to Venom. Whatever their relationship, the two of them had decided to share the burden of leadership. They would work it out together - but as far as Sirius knew, Venom was still calling the shots.

The Warlord leaned back on his hunches, falling into silence for a while, simply enjoying the soft wind and quiet day. Content to let Hattori figure out which way he would lead the conversation next. Hattori had come to him, and if he had things to sort out, the man would bring them up.

“Uhh. Habari” the Warlord said softly, rolling the name on his tongue a moment. “So far, the pack seems to be on the quiet side. Their scent isn’t strongly mingled with many wolves yet, so they haven’t had much traction in recruits. Their leader, Recluse, has a long way to go to get her pack into shape. She hasn’t made clear-cut inclinations of where she stands within the Empire and its counterparts. For now, Habari and the Armada are neutral.” meaning the weight of the Ashen name would shield her from the Armada for now, and the next move was hers. "What have you gathered from Habari?"

"Speech"