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my boy was just like me



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
06-29-2021, 04:46 PM
The official call in a familiar voice came as a shocked surprise to the Warlord. It was the call of another leader, in the voice of his son. The man had skirted around him during Aslas birthing, and he had put down the lack of greeting to heartache. But here,now, he called to Sirius with the voice of authority.

He dropped what he was doing instantly and trotted down to meet his healer-child. He hadnt liked letting him go in the first place, but he wanted very much to know what path he made for himself now.

He found his boy at the border, standing tall, authority on his shoulders. He looked... different, from the sad child that had left his pack. "Indigo, my boy" he said softly, coming to a stop a short distance from him. "What have you created?" He had the scent of many om his coat.