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Grandpaw Warcrimes
Loner
Statistics
Species
Wolf

Sex
AMAB (He/him)

Age
11

Height
Tall

Weight
Average

Build
Athletic

Eyes
Green

Fur
Brown, White

Oddities
Gunshot hole in his right ear, one white paw, covered in battle scars

Mark of Mythris
None


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Brutal, Blunt, Determined
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He had expected a more...refined...greeting.

What he had gotten, was her bulk charging at him, bouncing around, tongue at his face like she was a pup and he had returned from an excursion, only stopping when he let out a warning growl.

What a waste

Haven't I told you, 'if you're going to greet me do it like a soldier'? You haven't forgotten your training, have you?

It was like he had flicked a switch in the woman's brain, Fiadh standing at attention, stiff legged and head up and looking forward. That's better. A pause, as he squinted his eyes. Why are you glowing?
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Old Man, Old Ways - by Harpy - Yesterday, 5:11 PM
RE: Old Man, Old Ways - by Fiadh - Yesterday, 5:12 PM
RE: Old Man, Old Ways - by Harpy - Yesterday, 5:25 PM
RE: Old Man, Old Ways - by Fiadh - Yesterday, 5:51 PM
RE: Old Man, Old Ways - by Harpy - Yesterday, 6:01 PM
RE: Old Man, Old Ways - by Fiadh - Yesterday, 6:13 PM

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