During the day, sentries guard the sleeping. When the sky is dark and the moon dances with the stars, this is when the real fun begins. Munashii Gekko's forest is the only haunt where you can find your local misfits all in one place. A land of the forbidden and forgotten, a place that is riddled with dangers of a whole different kind. The wolves here have long misplaced their rightful minds, and now live like creatures damned to prowl and lurk through the night. It's easy to lose yourself here, sanity was sure to fade away and wither; there was never anything normal about this nefarious nest. The silent threats that whispered in the breeze were enough to deter even the largest of demons around. It was not strength nor wit that ensured your survival here with Eric, and challengers would be torn down with a morose lethality - there was nothing left in his cold blue eyes that promised mercy to anyone who dared to overstep their worth. So, would you give up the sun for the moon and stars? Do you have enough vigor to become a well regarded sentry? - Put on a game face to step up and pass the sepia king's test or turn and leave before he catches your scent. You never know who wants to snack on your delicious blood in this forest.

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Tresses sway in the slight breeze that makes its way across the landscape. Nares flare as a scent is carried towards the new body. Could it be an appearance of the alpha? No the aura coming was purely masculine, the boarder however consisted of lass not lad. The wolf was of high regard for certain. The land was drenched in his aura, being traveled many times over by the masculine. Betta perhaps? Occules scan the land infront for any sign of the scents bearer. Alabaster hughs come into the wolfs view standing out from the natural ebony of the night. A small smile was placed upon the new wolfs maw at the sight of hair bristling and the sound of a growl. High position indeed by the way this wolf carried himself.

Standing, head dips low in greeting to the masculine infront of the new comer. Chassis is held lower than that of the alabaster brutes. Showing respect but not to be called that of complete submission. Tail is draped along the body but not tightly woven between legs. I come to call upon the ess of the land.


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