ardent

Those we trust

Keahi



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

An icon representing the specialty Bloodletter Bloodletter

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
04-08-2023, 12:54 AM


The Warlord moved out into the early evening. A specific task in mind. He wished Keahi to know how much he appreciated her. She had been vigilant in the tasks he had given her, and of work beyond them. She was a wolf he was coming to rely on, and that loyalty needed to be rewarded. With that in mind, he had picked up something specifically for his Diplomat and made his way to the Obelisk. He rested a paw against the cool stone first, his thoughts on all the wolves that had come and gone within the Armada.

After a time, the Warlord raised his head. Letting out a summoning call for the wolf. He let his song ring out for a moment, then settled down on his hunches. The Ocelot watched him from the thin grass by the pack’s central piece, and he kept a grim eye on the creature lest it think to slip away.


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