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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
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An unfamiliar call distracted Sirius was his puppy play date. He started to put Wylan down, and the little pup made a fuss. Sirius, who's greatest weakness was pups, sighed. "You're going to get me into trouble with your parents" he complained, but obediently hoisted the little winged mite back onto his back. Assured in his ability to defend the little one. And if he couldn't, Bear would get Wylan off the scene.


When he arrived at the border, there was certainly enough Manea in the wolf - plus the scent of Elysium - to tell him that must be the alphas daughter. "Hello, and welcome to the Armada. I'm Sirius and this is Wylan. What can we do for Manea?" He asked kindly, and presumptuously. It had been a little while since he had spoken to her.

"Speech"