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Basilisk’s father looked less like a wolf than he did. With forepaws like a bear, Azure had definitely been striking in his own way. Basilisk was a wolf, just… overly large. Perhaps it was all the snacks that Halo fed him through his adolescence that had done it. The truth about his origins was one he might never discover, especially now that both Azure and Hana had left the Armada for good.

“Not to worry, you're not intruding. The scent of your fire was close enough for me to scent it, but these lands don’t belong to the Armada” He explained amiably, before the Warlord gave a quick smile. “I actually came to check there wasn’t any danger here, though I doubted a fire would spread in these conditions” He explained. “I’m Basilisk of the Armada”


"Basilisk Fatalis"