ardent

To be with family once again

Resin



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
48
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,218

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He moved cautiously away from his daughter, and did not fall into a ground eating loop until he was out of her sight. He did not want her to think he was running in a panic, but there was definitely fervor to his steps.

He moved out of the Armada and down to the land bridge, his stride eating the distance between the Armada and the Hallows. An ache in his breast telling him that there was something wrong with his friend, though he did not know what. He wasn’t sure why a sudden panic gripped him, but he knew he had to get to Resin’s side. An instinct, or an over reaction. Regardless, he was not going to ignore it for a second.

He raced along to the Starlit plains, and came to a gradual, panting slow and then a stop. His paws skidding at the marked border where her lands began. Taking a moment to catch his breath, the Warlord breathed in and out for a few moments, before raising his head. Calling out to Resin, to family.


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