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Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

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06-16-2023, 04:55 PM



The Warlord waited at the border for a time, his emotions stirring beneath his skin. The loss of Recluse sat heavier then he would have expected it to. But she was a link to his past, and one now snapped, gone forever. When his call was at last answered, he recognised Medusa from her challenge against Recluse.

“Hello, Medusa. I’m Sirius Fatalis” He said to the wolf across from him. He had forgotten the strange way she spoke, but navigated it as best he could. “I’ve come because Recluse has passed away, and I have been informed recently that her children are being held captive within your pack. I have come to take them to say their goodbyes to their mother.” He explained, voice holding steady as he eyed the other wolf. “If that means challenging for their freedom, I will do so.”

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