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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Arnon slowly padded in, head held low. It has been awhile since he stepped foot in the land he was accepted into. He went on a journey, you could say, and he dare say he found himself.

Gradient of a brute, muscles carrying him swiftly through the lands. He took pause at the near by steam. Laying down, he drank form its cool depths, the lighter portions of his face darkening with the wet waters. Sighing he looked around, hoping for someone to talk with. It has been so long since he spoke with a friendly soul. Brown orbs returned to the stream, gazing lightly into its beauty, he couldn't help but grin.

It's amazing how quickly ones mood can change. Auds perked to hear the howl of a brute, a challenge. Arnon shook his head, though he has never met the alpha's of this land more then a five minute walk around, he still hated to see leaders cahnge, it can make or break a pack. It happens so often. With a grunt, he rose to his front paws, rump sitting on the ground, he looked around for anyone to converse with.



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