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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
04-27-2021, 12:41 AM


Sirius didn’t believe in any higher beings, but he would take a miracle if one was offered. Resin wasn’t supposed to fall to darkness like this. She was a beacon, a strength in the night. He had leaned on her, and now Tamsyn and the Hallows leaned on her. She had, it seemed, nothing left to give.

He nodded wordlessly to encourage Ulric to continue as the man spoke of agreeing to lead. He hadn’t known of this bargain, but it was a good failsafe if her kids hadn’t been old enough to lead, and Tamsyn wasn’t in a position to do so.

When he mentioned his mate leaving, along with a daughter, Sirius came to a halt. Forcing Ulric to stop also, or continue on without him. “If you aren’t doing this for them, then what's the point? I created the Armada to give my wife freedom and position above that which she could hold in another pack. I did it to create a strength to guard my children, and be a force to be reckoned with. To protect those that are mine. Family has been the one driving force behind me from day one. If you want to be an alpha, a leader, then you need to figure out what it's worth for you, and who you're doing it for. Or your loyalties and attention will always be divided. And divided, an alpha can not lead.”

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