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Sirius



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
04-24-2021, 03:44 PM


It was a strange twist of fate that left Ulric the wolf that would take charge of the Hallows with Resin and Tamsyn in the situation they were in. he knew the spotted, tawny wolf from the short time he had been a part of the Armada. His leaving had been conditional, but Sirius had no intention of cashing in just yet. Let the shifting grounds settle, and see where this path with Tamsyn and Resin led them.

At least the man was wise enough not to bar him from his mothers side.

He was stretching in the castle courtyards when the man's voice summoned him. The Warlord preferred the open spaces. He wasn’t claustrophobic, but he would always choose open spaces. A part of it was his size. He was so large, he often found places other wolves were comfortable in were too cramped for himself.

Shaking out his limbs, he pulled himself into an at ease stance and turned his attention to Ulric. “Of course, what do you need?” he ased


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