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Sirius - Puppy Playdate Extension!



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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03-13-2021, 12:22 AM



It was a surprisingly effective weapon, it gave the pup reach, and a wolf's jaw was a powerful thing. Instead of using it for rendering, he used it to hold his stick steady, and put some force into his blows. “Oof!” The Warlord said at a particularly effective hit rapped his knuckles. He continued to swipe at the boy, making his motions particularly slow and clumsy. Giving the pup plenty of time to duck out of the way of his bloews.

At the appearance of his bracer-knife, Art froze. The stick falling from his maw, utterly forgotten. The Warlord held still, letting the son of his Grandmother touch the cool steel. “I did, all the warriors of the Armada forge their own weapons - with help, if required. Would you like to make something, Art?” He asked. He was young yet, and if he made something with metal, he would be able to keep it until he was an adult. But Sirius would be happy to make the trip to present the weapon to him when he was a year.

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