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Sirius



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
02-17-2023, 03:37 AM


He frowned heavily at her, but sat. It was either that or hold that pose between them forever. One paw lifted in the air. He hadn’t sat to obey her, just to change position. Watching her cautiously, as if she was a snake that could strike at any moment. When she spoke, she certainly didn’t sound on the verge of death. There was plenty of fire to her words, and even a compliment thrown in there. He scrunched up his nose at her. It was the best he could do for a snarky response. He didn’t entirely trust himself to speak just then, and he was concentrating on his breathing. Bringing himself back under control. Seeing her small shape in the coat had almost been his undoing. If he had trusted Isa just a little bit more, he would have fallen, and let his tears melt the snow around them. Foolish, sentimental fool that he was.

He straightened instead, slowly getting back to his paws. “Alright then” He said, turning from her and restarting the journey they had stopped. Trusting that she would say something if the cold got to her. The world had really opened up beneath them now. You could see the woods rolling out on one side, and the cove on the other. Evidence here and there of the pack that lived within these borders.


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