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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
51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,227

LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
02-17-2023, 03:45 AM


He hadn’t expected her to react so positively. He couldn’t help a small chuckle escaping his lips. Her laughter had been so open and innocent. Without the bitter jabs that had surrounded most of their interactions. They fell into companionable silence for a while. Mostly in that time, he fought his conscience to lead her back down the mountain, and his desire to stay here. Where he could see over the entire pack, and feel the wind in his coat. He wasn’t entirely sure how he felt about Isa, nestled into his side. She was a prickly demon of a woman whose verbal jabs landed like needles through his veins. But there was something about not being alone, too. That helped.

He startled when she spoke, breaking the silence that had crept up between them. She had dug his nose into her chest, looking small and vulnerable. He was at risk of treating her as if she was those things, when he knew the truth. “We should head down the mountain.” He said, though he made no move to rise, or shift in any way.


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