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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The moonlight had onceagain taken the sky over, while the sun was at rest, a beautiful partnership. The sounds of lonely howls are every where, accompanying them the hoots and calls of owls.
A small, but slick champange colored flash is traveling on the dark navy forest floor, her banner flaging as she speeds along, she doesnt know how long she will keep running but it feels so good, this feels so good, she acknowledges; the first run of a young she-wolf. Her sand paws press firm and hard into each step, leaving paw pad prints each quick step. She had been shadowed by the canpoe above until a breech of moonlight glitters down on her, you notice she is a iced gold color, she jumps over a moss covered tree, that had fallen long ago, and had been down for many, rules of sun and moon.
She ponders on what it would be like never to stand tall, again or run freely, the thought seems horrid, she closes her crystal blue orbs for a moment, and her silky pelt glitters with the mucsles under her skin quivering at the rush of sweet freedom, she opens her eyes again, she listens intently, she heard the sound of crickets singing, mimicing the powerful wolves, the dancing of a stream, the questioning of nosy owls, nothing new, but then she heard something peculiar, the movement of stronger limbs then hers; she should of slowed and told of her apporching or better yet turn around but she couldnt, she just had to keep going, she looked around for the animal, but just saw the familar flashes and blurrs of the midnight trees. Hmmm, she thought, her big crystal blue eyes, curious. She slows to a walk, and lowers her muzzle to the earth, breathing in it's directions, she could defiantaly smell the she-wolf. Moneta followed her banner flaging her chase, and her ears pointed up to indicate any sounds to better her search, briefly she wagged her tail when the trail was no longer stale, estatically she kept it up until she clusmily bumped into the intimidating figure, yipping and jumping back, fur bristled. But very quickly, she smooths her pelt out, her ears prick up and her tail, slightly low, she showed no aggression, just curiousity and amazement, of the extreme powerful scent of this she-wolf, she listened intently to her wise words, and stared into the hazel orbs, her own blue ones were glistening like she discovered a herd of elk calves, "Hello, I"m Moneta." her tone whispery and honey like, she showed no domanice or subbmissivness. just simple curioustity, "How interesting," she mumured.

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