ardent

runnin' late with half your makeup on

seer (sir)



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

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02-27-2022, 12:13 AM
He stepped back as he launched herself into another series of attacks. He watched her defences, her footwork, her strategy. Once she had completed it and turned her attention on him, he waited a moment. “Not bad. Practice with a larger opponent, so you don’t get caught unawares. Practice holding your defences for long periods of time. Don’t let exhaustion or repetition make you sloppy.” Oh yeah, he knew about Ghoul.

Another moment, and then he released her from his stern gaze. His eyes crinkled at the corners. “Well make a warrior out of you” he promised, ruffling her coat as she expressed delight at taking on a jaguar. He turned and led her towards the border of the Armada and the Weeping Willows. “He scouted our borders, can you catch his scent?”


"Sirius Fatalis"