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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Plague felt it was still has turn for asking questions, plus the fae seemed a bit shy, so Plague decided to continue the conversation. It would help to get to know her. His ebon frame shuffled a bit, relaxing his focus so he casually glanced about him, his orbs and bells keepings touch on things. He had not much to do, thankfully, so a little quiet conversation now wouldn’t hurt, even if it did seem a bit awkward. His muddy streaked orbs occasionally went her way, but didn’t stay long, sensing that he was probably not being fair by staring at her while also keeping her here to talk. He thought about simply trotting away, just leaving her to explore, but he genuinely did want to learn about his newest pack member.

…So…do you have any family here? In Blossom, I mean.

Plague didn’t usually converse with newcomers, generally they always were much too eager to explore their new home to stay and chat. Misty didn’t seem too pleased to converse, either that or she was genuinely very shy. It was refreshing to not see a wolf that was so confident they overdid it and looked pompous and were high strung individuals generally. Plague smiled at the fae, his ears lifting to more howls along the border, but no one of them heralded him in any rush nor were any of them Kimani- the one he really wanted to call him. He figured something must be wrong if she’d stayed away so long, but the problem was, it was usually fixed or dealt with by the time she got back. Plague sighed mentally, and spoke up once more, wondering if the fae was uncomfortable with talking to him.

You know you don’t have to stay…your free to do as you please.

It wasn’t exactly a command as Plague didn’t like to command his pack mates about like they were his slaves. They were his warriors and most of all, his family, but he would think of them foremost as family, not warriors to be mauled about. Some alpha’s thought this was soft, but honestly, wolves didn’t need to be constantly reminded who their alpha was and who was in charge of them, they knew that shit already. It was a different matter altogether if they disrespected Plague, such as the late Kenji had and he had been warned and still decided to bring on some suicidal tendencies by attacking Plague himself. Now his ripe corpse lay at the border for the scavengers to feed upon. Plague beckoned to the landscape behind him and smiled showing he didn’t mind if she left at all.

I wouldn’t want to keep you here just because I asked for it.

He smiled again, his muscles shifting behind the thickening winter coat of glossy black. His pelt shone like a rook’s wing, glistening and smooth. He waited fro some sort of reply from the fae, hoping he hadn’t given her a bad impression, if any impression at all. He was, after all, still new to this alpha thing.





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