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 ebon king had given up looking, not completely or entirely, but for now he knew it was pointless, so he decided to simply call the meet and see if Kimani showed up or not. Prey was more abundant now; with the coldest part of the season over, Plague slipped out from a den he had dug himself under a large oak with thick, fat branches and many of them. It was quite deep into the terra and after Kimani’s news, he had set about building them a safe secure place, even though she wasn’t 100% on the idea, it never hurt to be ready, just in case. He spent time stretching his limbs and gave himself a quick groom, within a bound; he was traveling at a lope towards the southern border, the one closest to the Plateau. T would still be a trek to get there, but that was nothing for his pack of warriors. Numbers had gone down and he only saw this as refinement, of course he would make sure his ranks were there and if they were not, he’d definitely find them afterwards and find out why.

Plague stopped at the middle of a small meadow, used before by him to call meetings, a familiar place provided a nice, relaxed atmosphere. He decided to not only call his family, but also the wolves that were already waiting at the borders, a larger hunting party meant a better outcome and would sew the members together if they worked well. The howl also called for the members that now waited at the borders because they had been inactive. He would deal with them publicly. Moment’s passed and then a loud, beautiful melodic howl reached its musical fingers through the tree’s to caress the ears of his family, his warriors. This wasn’t just a active check of sorts, but also a call hunt and its message was stated clear. Not all would hunt, he knew that Jewel, his Zeta fae, was heavily in pup and that her mate would not like to leave her. But he wouldn’t stay just because he didn’t want to leave his mate, he would stay because a distracted wolf was no good on the hunting field. Plague let his rump meet the ground and swished his banner a few time, patiently waiting for his pack, his family, to arrive.




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