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Rank Challenge - warrior



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

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WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
06-29-2023, 07:46 PM


The Warlord watched his son carefully, and recognised the disappointment in him. He didn’t like to lose. That wasn’t exactly uncommon for the overly determined Fatalis line, and Sirius couldn’t help the squeeze at his heart as he looked at the boy. Zee would be so proud of him. The thought hit like a freight train. He had learned to live each day without her. To put one paw forward, and was doing very well. But sometimes, moments like these - they hit him, and took his breath away.

There was nothing he could do except put another paw forward, so that was exactly what he did. “Come with me, Stratum” He ordered his son, the newest warrior of the Armada. He nodded his head in goodbye to Hazel and Crux, and led his son away. He didn’t speak, working to control his emotions as he led his son back to the family den, and into the storage room that the kids didn’t go into. The place was a little chaotic lately, with the pups starting to take their own places in different dens. There were various stages of wolves moving out. He went into a discreet corner where he had been hiding things, and pulled out a package. He handed it over to Stratum. “This is for you. Your mother and I prepared it for the moment you would get your rank.” He said, as if he had never doubted that Stratum would do anything but succeed.


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