Chess, Not Checkers
Sirius (also Mortis)
Sirius
High Councilor
Master Fighter (240)
Master Hunter (275)
Bloodletter
age
11 Years
11 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
51
51
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
07-20-2021, 10:40 PM
The Warlord gave a belly-deep love. The sensation freeing in a strange, joyful way. “I wish I had seen it” he admitted, having not seen Tamsyn drunk. At the suggestion of a spar, Art was more than eager, leaping to his paws in a way that made Sirius dizzy.
The Warlord nudged the alcohol out of the way so they would not trip over it - however, he misjudged his strength and smacked the side of it, toppling it over. “Fuck. Shit.” he swore, grabbing at the neck as they lost some amount of the liquid. He placed it down more carefully this time, exaggerating the movements.
He staggered to his paws, upset at just how many inches he had to climb to get there. It really wasn’t fair that it had to cost him more effort than it did anybody else. “Come at me, boy!” he ordered, pounding a paw to his chest.
"Sirius Fatalis"
The Warlord nudged the alcohol out of the way so they would not trip over it - however, he misjudged his strength and smacked the side of it, toppling it over. “Fuck. Shit.” he swore, grabbing at the neck as they lost some amount of the liquid. He placed it down more carefully this time, exaggerating the movements.
He staggered to his paws, upset at just how many inches he had to climb to get there. It really wasn’t fair that it had to cost him more effort than it did anybody else. “Come at me, boy!” he ordered, pounding a paw to his chest.
