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3-3-3 OC
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Briar was something warm to see with this bitter cold weather that nipped at the ears and didn't seem to calm down despite being south of the Alpines. A hum settled soft in his throat seeing her, a smile settling onto his expression as his tail gave a soft wag. For a brief moment, he wanted to envelop himself in her curl into her skin so he smelt like her, but was entirely unsure if she'd even let him do that, so he restrained and admired quietly.
She'd brought three new wolves, possibly for the Kingdom and that brought joy to him, his chest fluttered, a silent pride bubbling up, she could gather wolves effortlessly, even if two were her brothers. Something flickered, his head just barely rotating a little before the world rumbled, Mythris wasn't happy they wanted to ignore the events happening, and as boulders started rolling towards them, Altair's head snapped to Briar, and worry slipping into his expression until he felt teeth in the loose skin of his neck.
Jerking forwards, he grunted briefly before finding his footing and following after, paws drumming, his eyes catching sight of the blue glow, letting Briar guide him whilst he kept his sights on that pretty blue color. It was eye catching, and he wanted it, needed it, it was shiny and pretty.
I want it-
He was cut off when his paw caught, quickly adjusting his footing and turning his head back to Briar.