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Sirius



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

LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
02-12-2021, 01:48 AM


The howl came early in the morning, as Naiche remembered and prompted the meeting Sirius had set aside for him the day before. He picked up the pace of his patrol, and then moved inland, bringing himself towards the forest-toned wolf.

There Naiche sat, his muzzle well-ripped and fresh from his fight with Asla. his eyes bright and ready, he looked like he was on the verge of vibrating with anticipation. Sirius offered the man a smile, and sat across from him. After her fight the day before, Asla had requested a position for Naiche. It was one he had already been considering for the fighter, but as he had told Asla - it was not to be gifted. It was to be earned. He had intended to offer him a challenge after the reaper position had been filled, a chance to earn General for a wolf that clearly belonged there. Somehow, time had slipped him by, leading them to this moment.

“Let me guess, Naiche. You want general.” he smirked at his young friend, a challenge in his blue eyes.


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