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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She stifled a low chuckle as she saw the displeased look on the ivory brujo’s face before growing somber. Kong and this one seemed to be friends; it was obvious from the look on the black boy’s face. Dazzle watched as the fur bristled upon the white wolf, and wondered why he was so… angry. Of course, it could have been because she didn’t submit, or he held some kind of grudge against her.

It wasn’t in her nature to pretend to look up to a wolf that wasn’t any higher than her. She might be respectful but she would never submit. If the brute didn’t like that, then he should have just not tried to interact with her or whatever he was doing there. One side of Dazzle’s mouth turned up at Kong’s question.

It wasn’t me… I don’t think. I myself might have killed once or twice but it was out of hatred. I wasn’t exactly from a good bloodline… My brothers and sisters and mother and father killed like there was no tomorrow. I suppose that’s why others thought I would too.

She gave another smile, though this one wasn’t as honest as her last one but it wasn’t tight either.

She mentally counted how many wolves there were. Wow, since when did she attract so much attention?



OOC: Sorry, low muse.

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