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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misty waited patiently for everything to play out. her audits swiveled around alertly as the other wolves started to arrive. there were two females who arrived after her and two males that came around the same time. none were familiar to the minx but nonetheless she felt her cap bow down in greeting to them even as her plume wagged in a friendly gesture. her large golden lamps watched as the two males bowed down low to plague and then found their spots to form almost a circle of wolves. she shifted a little in her spot but continued to watch alertly. the two females went and sat themselves farther out from the rest of the pack members so misty let her sunkist gaze fall on them for a minute with a curious arch of her brow before shrugging it off mentally. maybe they just needed to be alone. maybe they were the more quiet anti social group. she was more the outgoing friendly type herself so she made sure to situate herself well within the circle of warriors.

next an all black colored fae made her way to the clearing. misty drew her attention to watch the lady waltz in. she looked shy as she held her pate very low and wouldn't even meet the orbs of the other lupines already here. a little more curious, misty sniffed the maiden's way, memorizing her scent. the jetty huntress sat down on the edge of the clearing. only one wolf could pull her attention away and he was here. the sweet perfume of phonix reached her nares, pulling the jezebel away from staring at the midnight vampiress. a smile instantly touched her livids as she glanced his way. her love returned the gesture before he turned to face plague and dropped to the ground, rolling over to show his belly to the steed. misty held her own dial a little higher, the pride building up in her as her heart leaped with joy that he was hers. her slightly nervous ambers then hit on plague, watching her alpha for any signs that he didn't like what he saw in this ash covered demon.

ooc: excuse the no caps, please. my shift key is broke ]=


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