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 brujo only rose, but by now I was past caring. He spoke twice, one of why I should welcome him in to the pack as my question had asked; second was of his name, which I knew I would forget or abbreviate into something else that better suited me and my selective mind. Males weren’t my.. Forte, as one might put it. Just because of that it did not make me a warm blooded moron, a hopeless flirt. I did get along better with one gender then I did the other, because generally brujos were cocky and wanted a few single minded things only -- Sure this happened to me too, I wasn’t going to deny that, but unlike others I had met, I knew I could control myself well enough to not make myself seem like a total fuck out of it.

Kal now fell silent in wait for a reply of some kind. I snorted and turned away from him,

‘Only the weak fear nothing.’

My banner gave a small irate flick, wanting to move on to the next wolf. There were three at the boarders but I was closer to the one without the pup. Thank god for that.. I turned my attention back over my shoulder towards the brujo and I shrugged,

‘But hey, whatever dude. Welcome to the pack. Paranoia is the alphess and I suggest you don’t mess with her.’

I didn’t have anything else to do now in sense of welcoming him, but if he wanted a song and dance then he sure had come to the wrong place. I gave him a final nod and turned away, already starting towards the other nymph whom was waiting.


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