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Iliya Rurik Russo · 03-14-2011, 08:40 PM

[html]Character Birthdate (including year): December 20, 2010
Species: 50% tundra, 48% russian, 2% dog
Gender: Male
Preferred Ark Rank: he's a puppy, so no rank right now? o:
A Secondary Form of Contact: Aim: reamwolf
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WC: 244

Iliya was exhausted from the traveling, and had gotten upset when Aleksandr had left them to go explore. But he'd promised to meet them here, so after his short hissy fit, he got Adrian to carry him and that's where he'd fallen asleep. He was safely tucked into those muscular arms. It wasn't exactly soft, but the safe, warm feeling that enveloped him had him feeling like this was the most comfortable bed ever. He always enjoyed being carried because he was so small, he couldn't keep up anyways. In his sleep, he gently kicked and licked and let out quiet little whines. It was a good dream, one where he was wresting papa Adrian.

The older male wandered along until he came across the scent of a pack. This would be a good place to settle down. He was already impressed by the scenery, and he knew he'd need help raising Iliya and a pack would be a great place to get advice and help. Even if he wouldn't actually let anyone raise the boy but himself. Tips and stuff were fine, but no one would be able to babysit him. He stopped short of the boundaries and stood silently, glancing down at his sleeping bundle of joy. He didn't wanna wake him up by calling for someone. And he didn't mind waiting either, so he very carefully sat down on the ground, gently stroking Iliya's head as the boy's ears twitched excitedly.

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