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 ebony painted pup watched as an increasing amount of pups approached the clearing where the alphess waited with her brother. His cyan orbs took in each one and wondered which ones were in the pack and which ones had yet to be accepted. His mind reasoned that the ones who lay on the ground were new and were yet to be accepted and that he rest had been accepted already, although they could simply be waiting for the alphas to speak. He wondered if they were kind and how they would treat him.

Aindreas' blue orbs watched as two large brutes entered the clearing and sat down together. He didn't remember smelling either of their scents when he had crossed the boundary with Casey after they had been accepted, yet they seemed to be amiable with each other. His cranium tilted as he considered why this was. The only time he recalled seeing two brutes get along was in a loner pack that his previous pack had fallen upon. Obviously, brutes within the same pack got along, but friendships, at least the ones that he had witnessed, took time to form. He wondered if they were simply friendly due to both being alone in a foreign terra. The pup lowered his orbs, feeling lonely as he was the only pup in the pack.

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