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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The grey pelted fae was acting…strange, was ironically normal, but it wasn’t the kind of strange that Plague was used to, something seemed to be irritating her, obviously, but she didn’t accept more than a tiny bit of affection from him. He straightened, keeping his distance and switching on, his bells pricked forward though he stopped himself instinctually cocking it up by trying to hold her and expect her to cry into his pelt. Plague knew her better than that and let his rump meet the ground, his banner lying flat on the earth’s surface. Plague watched her and she paced, but not in the lustful way, his face had actually become quite serious verging on just about when he felt like killing something. Why wouldn’t she simply just…right, she’s a fae. Plague held back a sigh of dismay and simply sat there in silence until she spoke up. God, she did that thing where she told him to speak but it sounded like the moment he would open his mouth he would lose his privilege to be called a male. He thought about treading carefully, but wasn’t one to fuck around the bush, even when it seemed a good effing idea that saved himself from some sort of attack.

Tell me….please…

His features had softened somewhat, as did his voice, but it was more of the fact that he didn’t care if she did want to hear his news, well, he did, but he cared more of what was bothering her. His general instincts would tell him to put it right, but something was telling him it was something that couldn’t easily be put right. Plague did worry a little, Kimmy looked into his eyes and seemed to lose her sour look, and then she broke eye contact and regained it again. Faes! Plague would swear she was trying to keep herself worked up in a nice furious anger so that she’d have a better start. Plague felt like an argument was about to break out, but didn’t want one to. At the moment, he was honestly confused as hell, because he knew Kimani wasn’t one to not just say what was wrong, which meant it was something big. Plague watched her, looking into her mustards, she was looking straight at him, but he didn’t feel any of her attention directed at him. He felt an urge to look behind himself, but his other senses told him it was clear of anyone for a couple of miles. He shuffled a tiny bit closer, but other than that he didn’t say or do anything. He only moved closer as to try and see how pissed she was, because frankly, it seemed like she was angry at him, but angry at everything else too. He was obviously confused, but in the good, yet worried sense.




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