ardent

A matter of pride

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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
23
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,222

LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
02-05-2023, 11:08 PM


Her voice continued on behind him. Endless. What had he done in life to curse him with her? He could hear her shuffled pace quickening. He didn’t slow down to help her. It was tactical. It gave him a chance to even out his weight and protect himself in case she decided to lunge. That was it. Nothing more.

Then she was in front of him, forcing him to stop. “Don’t you get it? I feel it enough. I feel it so much I want to scream, and hit someone.” He eyed her speculative, as if he had found himself a target. His eyes were dark. A wild tempest. His breathing was quick and sharp. “Your right, you shouldn’t care.” he growled, and she turned and began to amble away. He let her. He let her because he knew the edges of his anger. He was intimately familiar with those jagged edges, and knew that it was the people around him they would cut.


"Seer"