ardent

Splish splash, not taking a bath

Sirius



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

An icon representing the specialty Bloodletter Bloodletter
age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,227

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06-21-2021, 05:17 PM
Find #2



The Warlord was running an early morning patrol. Him and sleep had long had disagreements, and they had only worsened of late. He liked to push himself until he felt about ready to collapse. His days started early, and ended late. He was finishing a round of the border when he caught a disturbance in the pack. Bast, who had always had a fondness for young things, had started to slink away from him. Following the sounds of splashing.

The Warlord shook his head, bemused, and followed after her. Leading him to… the tiny version of Naiche. With a bit of Asla thrown in for color. “Arc!” The Warlord boomed, before leaping into the fray. Throwing his entire weight at the pond the young wolf had been playing in a moment before. The resulting muddy splash left both the wolves looking about the same color.


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