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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bic: Firestorm was walking along one of the many trrails of Andrea Seite. Her gray paws moving silently through the snowy grounds. Breathing from her nose causing white puffs from the cold atmosphere. She didn't know why she was simply walking around the terra instead of partoling the border, but for some reason fate had her walking here.

Lost in the memory of Beowulf and Esper she continued along her way. At first she didn'[t even smell the blood or the big feline almost every wolf fears. However when she caught a wiff of the brute she was just thinking about she pricked her ears. Sniffing the air more clearly she smelled the following in order Nephthys, Zanziibar(sp?), Lynx, Beowulf, blood, and Kimani. Fur bristling with fear she charged strait toward the smell praying that everyone was okay. Maybe the Lynx had just gotten there, but a nagging thought layed at her head. There wouldn't be so much blood if that was true.

Moving as fast as her body would allow the run felt like a lifetime, and not only a few minutes. Her heart felt like claws of steel gripped it. As she came along the scene she spotted a pup, Zanzibar, two wolves, Nephthys and Kimani, there. Fear gripped her as she looked around again. Where was her mate? Than she spotted his bloody body among the snow.

"No,"the sound was forced through strained vocals as the gray fea raced to Bewolf's side.

"Beowulf wake up,"she begged him speaking softly near his ear. Silently she began to clean his wounds with her soothing tounge ignoring the satly taste of his blood. A soft whine left her vocals as she layed her body next to his to keep him from going into shock from loss of blood. Dam the lynx to hell. With this thought a bloody haze of fury covered her eye sight. Her whole body tensed as her fur bristled to twice its size. The most fortuitous snarl came through her throat as she glanced to where the lynx had gone....

No doubt she could track the beast to get revenge. However the only thing stopping her from going was Beowulf. Count yourself lucky Lynx, but i will be comming for you soon for only death will stop me. Run while you can, and enjoy your last days of life breath deeply for death's around the corner. If it was the last thing she do she kill the beast that did this to the one she loved the most. Heart beating quickly she turned back to the barely breathing male infront of her. Please be okay, love she thought almost begging to herself.

Thats when she realized that it wasn't only Beowulf's and the Lynx's blood she could smell. It seemed Nephthy's had taken some bites as well. "Is she okay,"she called to Kimani softly. Please let both of her loved ones survive. Don't make me grieve while the other survives she thought with a acking heart. Using her nose she nudged the male before her. She had cleaned his wound and the bleeding had stopped. Looking at her mate's clawed face pride shot through her. Carry those scars proudly my love for it shows you a loyal warrior to you alpha and loved ones. Even if the scars stayed, and others were repulsed by the thought she still think his face was gold. She breathed in her mate's scent deeply not wanting to lose it or him. She sat there staring at the one she loved the most for who knew how long waiting for any sighn of movement or a word.........

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