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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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02-04-2023, 08:14 PM
Find #2


The howl came to him from the corner of the market closest to the battlefield. Though it was an uncertain thing, his curiosity was lit. Bast and Bear were with him, and Marshal was keeping an eye on one of his children. With two of his companions trailing him, Sirius fell into an easy lope and made his way across the Col and into the marketplace. Daylight would fall soon, and things were winding down in this busy sanctuary. He moved amongst the general bustle of tidying without hindrance and was out the other side again in a short span. Here, in the courtyard, he had an open view of the land leading towards his border.

It was here that he first caught sight of the wolf. Wolves? That called to him. He frowned at the optical illusion of how closely the wolves stood. Giving the appearance that they were one. He didn’t pause to rub his eyes as he wished to. Clearly, moving from the cave to the sunlight had left spots in his vision.

Without breaking stride, he moved closer to the strangers. Trying to determine where one wolf ended and the other began. An inkling of something… not quite right stirred in his gut. Perhaps if Mortis hadn’t been his son. If he hadn’t lived through the long night, and many other strange wonders he might have reacted differently. As it was, the faint puzzlement bloomed into… not understanding perhaps, but at least comprehension of what he was seeing. “Good afternoon” He said. Polite, if a touch cautious. Was he addressing one wolf, or two? He thought of the three headed statue of Samhain. Not the one he had addressed himself. Nor the one his Wife had… he cut the thought. But the imagery of a statue was still in his mind. His caution sharpened. What exactly, was he addressing? His heart ached at the thought that his creature might have any connection. Any… knowledge of his Wife. “I am Sirius, the Warlord here. You have summoned me?” He asked. His voice was cautious and polite until he understood what was before him. The ache in his heart spread like wildfire.

"Seer"






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