ardent

Queen of the Castle

Briar



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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05-01-2022, 01:52 PM
The Warlord inclined his head, in respect to a Queen in the strength to make such offers. “You’d be the first person I’d ask.” he agreed lightly. Doing her the respect of assuming she’d be capable of meeting a request from the Warlord. Even if a large part of him wanted to keep on viewing her as his little daughter.

He saw her reaction to hearing what Artorias had done. He thought she might appreciate that. She promised she was happy, and he leaned forward and kissed the tawny wolf's brow. “Then that's all a father could ask for.” Letting her go had not been easy for the possessive Warlord, and it did his heart good to see how she had flourished here.

As she turned the attention back to him, the Warlord hesitated a moment, and then smiled softly at his daughter. “Don’t worry about us, kiddo. You’ve got a castle to run, and you know your old man and the Armada will be going for a long, long time yet.” he promised her.


"Sirius"