ardent

Following the storm



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
04-23-2021, 06:10 PM


Dammit! But this place was a maze. He wished he had taken more time getting to know the corridors in this strange stone place. But he had never liked to be inside, with stone all around him. He had met those he loved in the plains for the most part. Picnicking with them under the starry skies in those brief moments he had to spare to visit them. He wished now he had spared more time for such ventures.

Tam’s howl echoed about the confines of the castle, calling him. He used it to guide him, his claws scrabbling against stone, and his shoulder occasionally hitting walls with the speed of his turns. Then, suddenly, she was there. He collided with her as gently as he was able to, folding himself around her and drawing her close. He could feel the thumping of his heart against her fur, then he drew back, and looked at her face. A growl slipped through him. This was his Tammy. The wolf he had trained and who had befriended him. The cuts down her eyes were no small things. “Talk to me, Tamsyn.” He could not understand. There was no way Resin could have done this thing.

"Speech"