ardent

Death is saving me



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

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age
11 Years
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Male
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Dire wolf
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LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
05-11-2021, 10:20 PM
He froze at the sound of Resin getting to her feet and smashing against the bars. A part of him wanted to go over there and pad the walls so she could not hurt herself. He turned icy blue gaze to the Hallows Founder… and then froze. She spoke, her voice sounding richly familiar.

Her words didn’t coalesce into a meaningful demand until Tamsyn began to move again. Heading towards the cell, to her Wife. He jerked, starting and stopping suddenly as he both realised what Tamsyn was doing - and what Resin had asked.

He moved again, jerkily stopping before the cell and looking in. looking into his Mothers eyes, searching for… something. He almost denied Tamsyn her request but… he understood. In Resin’s shoes, he would never stand to be locked away when trouble came to his borders, no matter what. A look at Tamsyn told him she understood the consequences - to themselves, and to Resin.

His understanding had taken only a few short moments, and then he was nudging Tamsyn gently aside, grabbing at the lock and yanking it free. “Together.” he said, to both these woman of his heart.


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