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Wicked



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
05-21-2023, 09:47 PM

Sirius Fatalis

The Warlord found Dread by one of the lean-to’s along the beach. His scent led the Warlord along as he moved down the black beach. The summer heat lingered in the dark coloured shore, despite the lateness of the afternoon. The Northern territories were certainly known for their chill - but there was plenty of heat around, for those that knew where to look.

“Dread?” He called out softly, sticking his nose into the fishing hut where his son’s scent lingered. The Warlord intended to make his rounds to all of his children. Now that they had reached the age of one, it was time for them to focus on their future. It was time to start make decisions. “there you are” He said with a smile as his eyes settled on the boy.


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