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Cifarelli
Ghazi
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age
2 Years
2 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
238
238
player
SailyntSteps
SailyntSteps
05-13-2024, 09:53 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-13-2024, 10:05 AM by Cifarelli. Edited 1 time in total.)
Sephiran had drilled into him that he would have to pull his weight. It was what made him leave the comforts of his abode. The warmth of Cierzo's body next to his was missed the moment he stepped into the morning dawn. However, they both needed to meet up with the others. Ensuring she remained by his side as they traveled the path t'wards the Pines, he tugged at her new collar. The display of braided vines wrapped around her slender neck sat beautifully on display. He'd made sure to do so while she slumbered. Not wanting to deal with the aftermath of her response. Cifarelli was neither kind nor nice. It just so happened that Cierzo was his first Sidi and he couldn't help but treat her differently. Rizi easily wrapped around the thickness of her master's neck. Settling in with every step he made in the direction of Azoula's scent. Her particular aroma always intrigued her. She was not a wolf like the others. Though just as big as those she'd run into along her hunts. Tongue flicked at the winter's air. The cooling temperatures would have nearly killed her had this black male not rescued her so long ago. Luckily for Merizi, though, she snuggled deeper into the dark coat. Looking back ever so often at Cie. Cifarelli yawned in response to the words that reached his ears the moment they arrived. Eyeing the two that'd shown up earlier before any of the others. He knew Kaino would soon arrive and as if right on queue, she appeared shortly after. The first was for her to meet his new Sidi and perhaps this would surely give way to see if she could handle herself amongst the others. Kai could be a real bitch when it came to newcomers. Depending on the situation at hand. So, to see her quickly scurry off to check the perimeters, it drew a sharp breath through his teeth. He wished to be off on his own. Not with a group. Turning his gaze to the blush-colored woman, his voice was low and threatening. Each word spoken was covered in a growling rumble. "Do not dare think to run. You won't make it far. Follow the others." His hot breath would fill her ear. Finally coming to look back at Azoula. Breaking away from the others to further investigate the looming trees. Their pines barely brushed with that of winter's arrival. The freezing temps had yet to come. Something he was very much grateful for. "Cifarelli Saxe"
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