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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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11-16-2022, 10:06 PM

It had been a little while since the Warlord had recruited wolves into the Armada. The pack was a good size, and the move to the harsher North seemed to have dissuaded potential wolves. It was some surprise that two would come to the border now, seeking a home. The Warlord listened as they spoke

As the first wolf gave his name, Sirius’s eyes widened slightly. The only sign of his surprise. He had known a few Destructions in his time. A line he had initially written off as weak, but had been forced to change his mind when Theory and Poem had both earned his respect. “Destruction… any relation to Theory Destruction?” He asked, his posture shifting subtly into something less neutral, and a little more welcome. He wondered if this wolf might have news of that missing wolf.

As the other wolf spoke, Sirius turned his attention to her. “Come, then. Step into the Armada and see if it suits” He suggested. They could speak of the Destructions and the Armada as they walked.


"Speech"

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