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And...cue the dancing bears.



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

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04-24-2021, 05:15 PM

“The Armada is just South of the volcano. If you hit the Ashen pack, you haven’t gone far enough” He explained. Of course, it didn’t matter if he reached Ashen or the Armada, he could find news of Sirius in either. “If you hit Habari then you haven’t gone South enough. Of course, you can reach me from any of these packs, as well.” and any news Ciel could bring them would be shared with those that were a part of the Empire.

“Ciel Mortifico, well met” he said politely. The man might yet be useful to the Armada, though the Warlord hadn’t fully released his guard.

He raised a brow as Ciel began to ask a question, and then quickly back tracked. Whatever it had been seemed quickly forgotten by the pale wolf, as he darted over to where Marshal had found a hare, but paused in time to remember his manners.

The Warlord made a gesture, and the large vulture lifted off again, leaving the prey behind as he took to the sky and began another slow circle. “Go ahead”


"Sirius"