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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TEP’s dark lamps continued to gaze upon femora. Not for any sort of pleasure, but to be sure she wasn’t … you know … too squirmy. Really the alabaster lupine wasn’t too worried about it though. Besides her seeming to be on the clueless side, she was quite small, and hardly a threat. After he had finished howling, she had submitted … well, not the smartest but at least she wasn’t that much of a hassle other than not being submitted in the first place. His auditories had swiveled back, listening for any sounds that might signal an alpha’s approaching paw steps, but they became erect on his crown when she ejected lyrics into the air.

"Excuse me, are you the Alpha, or am I mistaken?"

Plague was already liking the female less and less. Then again, he wasn’t a brujo who really liked other wolves anyways. And if not for another lupine having made its way to them, then he would have let her sit in her own awkward silence, because he made it a point not to answer stupid questions.

”Does he look like the alpha?”

The multi-colored vixen’s snarky vocals were mostly lost upon the male, as his dark coffee optics were observing her movements more than anything. She was large … taller than he was, actually, and that was unusual. He was careful to be sure she was lying down and submitting before letting his occuli flicker back to the first submitting female, not without keeping the other one in his sight though. Border patrol was an easy job, even with two submitting wolves … only thing he really needed to do was keep the alphas updated. Moving his skull so his snout was pointed heavenward, his scars pulled into and ‘o’ shape and he released his powerful song once more. This time it told of there now being two adult females, both submitting. Once finished with his call to the alphas, the ivory beast returned his uninterested gaze towards the female pair. Good little soldier …


Species: Wolf

Name: The Eleventh Plague

Age: Adult

Gender: Male

Pelt: White

Height: 2ft 7in

Eyes: Dark Brown

Role Player: greensmurf



thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night
nor for the arrow that flieth by day
nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness
nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday




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