ardent

Is that really you?

Res



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
51
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Dire wolf
build
Balanced
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LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
11-27-2021, 10:18 PM
A closer inspection showed a small sled, child-like in size but well crafted. Functional, almost. Her words were so close to Resin’s warning… he looked down at his paw. The gold still clinging to his toes, reminding of the woman he had spoken to. He had a feeling he would need her strength for this conversation.

“I’m not that easy to kill, Io. Others have tried, but I’m still here.” he said gently, crouching down beside her. “Is that a cart pulled by hummingbirds?” he teased gently, reaching a paw over to touch to her own. Giving her ample opportunity to pull away. He had no idea how she would react to being touched. He had so much he wished to talk to her about. He ached to ask about Roan, but he was not so foolish as all that. He ached to ask her to come home, but all good things took time.

"Speech"