ardent

Small comforts



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,218

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07-25-2021, 08:00 PM
The reunion had been more overwhelming than Zee wanted to admit. He knew that, he saw it in her frail figure. The worry in her eyes. Once it grew late, and it was finally time for her to get some rest, the Warlord took her gently away from everybody, and back to their den by the sea's inlet. While Zee was busy with the kids, the Warlord had Bast fetch Iris and some supplies and deliver them to that den.

So when Sirius and Zee arrived, a warm fire had already been started, and some food was prepared for them. A strange luxury that the Warlord would not normally have bothered with.
“Zee, this is Iris, I rescued her from abandonment in the Barren hill. Iris, this is Zee… my wife.”


"Sirius Fatalis"