The air is heavy as you make your way through unknown territory, as you pause to sniff the air a drop of rain falls onto your nose. It is soon followed by another and another and soon the rain is pelting down in sheets, soaking you to the bone. The clouds are an angry purple and the menacing drumming of thunder rolls over the sky. Squinting your eyes against the blinding water you find yourself at the edge of a large, dark pine forest. You are too desperate for shelter to notice the scents that mark the border and plunge in, and nearly into the chilly stream that runs through the territory. You veer away and as you are shaking the water out of your fur you notice a large pair of icy blue shards gazing at you. The storm has passed now and beams of sunlight filter through the thick canopy of pines, illuminating a massive male wolf not three feet away from where you stand.

His pelt looks like a bad patchwork job of black and white and beneath them you see large, hard bands of steely muscle and you know this is a warrior for his torso is marred with many battle scars. His banner curls over his back and his lips are drawn, exposing sharp ivory daggers. When he speaks his voice is deep and dominant, like the thunder you so recently heard.

"Wolf, you have found yourself in the terra of the Andere Seite Pack. I am Eclipse, king of this land."

It is only then that you notice another pair of lanterns gleaming in the penumbra and a dark-pelted fae slinks out into the clearing to stand next to the king, her own banner waves and her green and blue eyes bore into you. She is the same size as most males and a crisscrossing pattern of scars show that she too can take care of herself. Her voice is cold and has a snake-like sound to it yet you can see they are both fair rulers.

"And I am Nephthys, queen of Andere. We don’t care much for strangers so you must make your choice, Submit to us now or flee our lands and never return. If you fail to do either you will have little time left to regret it."

The formidable pair pierces you with their gaze and you feel as if all your secrets spill out before them. You are left with a decision now. Will you submit and take refuge in this dark forest or will you flee and never know what secrets these trees hide? Make haste, you can see that the pair grow tired of waiting.

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Blue orbs stared ahead wondering what was going to happen. Among the white snow a white brute stood at a border. He knew a pack was best for him, but could he handle it? Anger filled him at the oddest of times and snapping was not his best choice. Holding back the doubt was never a easy thing for Corvus, and now all the doubt one could muster was tumbling over him. Could he really aford to snap around a pack? Surely he would die if he did this. Well better to die trying than a coward....

A howl filled the air sounding like a lullaby. Indeed this brute was handsome, and his voice was no different when he spoke. Even at his loudest voice it sounded like harmonize. Sighing the brute sat down in the snow keeping his blue orbs open. Chances are if a wolf or wolves came along they would only see his blue orbs staring unblinking at them. He blended in pretty well with the white background that matched his fur. Ears upon his head he waited for someone to come along....

Little did he know that someone from his past resided here that could turn anyone against him. If only he had a warning before these two would run face to face, but Corvus hardly remembered what she looked like nor did he know her name. All he knew was that blood and death covered his past that he tried to forget, but could he trully forget something that haunted his every waking hour? Only time would tell that.



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