ardent

The crack in my foundation

Tam



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
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Dire wolf
build
Balanced
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04-28-2021, 08:39 PM

He had been in the hallows for about a week now. Zee had left the Armada shortly before he had gotten the news about Resin and rushed this way. Just over a week ago, she had gone North to explore the Ice Bridge. She knew how viciously protective Sirius was, and she should have checked in with him by now.

Her silence stretched out over the days, and mingled with the stress of seeing Resin as she was - he had a sick feeling in his stomach.

The Warlord made his way to the courtyard, and found Tamsyn stretching in the field there. Making his way closer to the dark furred wolf, he waved a paw to get her attention. “Tam. I’m getting worried about Zee. things here aren’t great, but they’ve been… unchanging the last few days. I’m going to spare a couple days and head North and find her trial.” he didn’t ask it, but it was there in his gaze. He was worried, and Tamsyn was as good a tracker as his wife was. But… he couldn’t not pull her away, not with Resin as she was.


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