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Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

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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
07-25-2021, 06:49 PM


“You will.” He promised, pulling her ever more tightly against him. Folding his arms around her. She was small enough that he could do so. If he sat back, he could pull her full into his arms, hold her there near the beat of his heart. He let his teeth nip at the the fur behind her ears. It was too easy to get side tracked when Belle was in his grasp like this…

With a slow breath, he reluctantly pulled free, still leaning lightly against her as he got back to his paws. He paused, this new thing between them had been a whirlwind, intimacy and need. He was not afraid to put a little play into the mix. He growled and struck at her, grabbing her paw lightly in her teeth. Not enough to hurt, but enough to be felt, before he let her go. “Tag” the old Warlord said, like a child, through there was nothing innocent about the fire in his eyes as he turned, and tore up the hill.

"Belle" "Seer"