And...cue the dancing bears.

Sirius · 04-11-2021, 10:12 PM

Until this Spring, Sirius had been one of the tallest wolves in the land. He had never met a wolf taller. In fact, others had called his lineage and those like it ‘Dire’. Now for shaggier, taller wolves to appear from this ice-age like season? He felt it like a challenge in his blood.

Bringing his thoughts back to Ciel, he knew he had the younger wolf at the mention of food. He still fiddled with the funny object before him, his paws straining to reach for… something as he spoke. It did not seem as though he possessed any current knowledge, but if he was willing to scout and keep an ear to the ground, he might still be useful to the Warlord.

He snorted in amusement at the boy's next words. Yes, he was definitely hungry. “Marshal” he knocked his head towards the sky to indicate the vulture “Can scavenge up a few mice in no time. Bast” this time he indicated towards the snow leopard “Is especially good in a hunt. The Bear?” Yes. He knew it was strange she didn’t have a name, but that was her fault, not his. “I don’t ask her to hunt unless I feel like honey. Or i’m already bringing down something large and need the raw power” He chuckled softly. He didn’t mention that Marshal was already looking for something small, to ‘prove his seriousness’ and to keep the bite of hunger off the man's face. Sirius could be an asshole, but even he felt a little compassion seeing it in the man's eyes. There had been times in Seers life when it felt like he would never get a meal again.

Sirius snorted in soft contempt as Ciel asked about the pack nearby. Fireside led by a man that Sirius’s boy Mortis had beaten in a fight before Mort had passed his first year. “No, my land is a little further East then Fireside.” there was a sharp sceeeeh of a raptor in hunt as Marshal made a kill in the distance.

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