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Wren



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
23
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,222

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07-05-2022, 06:10 PM


He woke early, and set about for the preparations needed to head from the pack for a time. It would be a decent journey to take Wren for a trip to the packs around Boreas and the Hallows down in Auster. He already had the thought to take her to Abaven first. Abaven was the longest standing pack that he was allied with. It had been here long before he was born, and would be here long after. It was a good place to start.

He made his way to the forest that skirted the Cole, a pack slung across his shoulder and Bast at his side. He raised his head and called for Wren to join him. He had told her to think of gifts to bring the Alphas, and he was curious to see what she had come up with.


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