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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Posted on June 20, 2010 at 09:12:42 PM by Janga
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Janga had never been a shy wolf. She simply was who she was, and whatever the situation called for prompted different emotions from her very full spectrum. History had made her feel many ways. She had felt sorrow and strife, hopelessness, choas, happiness and love. At the moment she was...calm. Calm and quiet, an odd combination for the usually assertive female. It didn't surprise her that the alabaster stranger, Misty, lived in these lands. After all, what was border patrol for? She smiled, a little thing that pulled her features into a much lighter facade. It wavered slightly at the news that the alpha's had not been around for a while, what hope did she have if they were not here to accept her? But it returned as she barked softly. "Thank you. I was hoping this might be a home that one could get use to for a long time." Pack wolves were usually curtious creatures from Janga's understanding. It refreshed and invigorated the wolfess to see this made obvious in Misty's plain, but warm greeting. The warmth was quite welcome, for the sun had done little but illiuminated their meeting and its rays lied to the ones who seeked them so desperately before. From the birds tune to the rushing brook, the world was its own alarm clock for its hosts. The leaves around them began to rustle, the air filled with the scents of a forest come alive. It was not the dead, lifeless thing that she had come upon in the pitch of night, but a welcoming, enticing haven for its inhabitants. Wow, she was already feeling attached to the place. The forest in its full strength, the attention she spent observing it and dear Misty before her were successful distractions from the full use of each of her senses. The focus now was on her eyes, such that took the place of her maw as she devoured the landscape with her sight. It was beautiful. Considering that, she credited her lapse of attention to the undergrowth and its delightful wonders. Never would she have expected at that moment the alphess herself would become an example of the wonders she was observing, but the girl, pallid with a large, healthy figure most certainly had just materialized from their surroundings. Janga wasn't as instantly at ease with this stranger as she had been with Misty. Her shoulders where powerful, her banner curled regally over her back, whole form exuding a confident power. The sunlight glanced of her pelt, enhancing each strand of the myriad of grays and whites. The wolfess was so in touch with the nature around them, so sure of herself and the position that she held, that it was intense. So intense, that in a brief moment of awe and surprise, Janga forgot her manners. Damn those random sun bursts the conveinantly light up new arrivals into conversations. As if her thoughts had broadcasted this to Mother Nature herself, a downy gray cloud doused the sun in shadow, and Janga's amber eyes could focus on the alphess. Not as a powerful force of nature to a lowly wolf, but as one wolf to another that both had goals and rational thoughts in mind. Breath carrassed the cavern of her mouth before rustling the leaves directly in front of her nose when she bowed low. Her nose almost buried beneath the leaf-litter, making her eyes water once more. She had noted the serious (almost to deadly) expression that masked the alphess's face, traveling to the spiked hackles that even when slightly bristling made the female look tough. Well, tougher than she already looked, anyway. "You've been respectful of my pack member, so it earns you another chance at being properly prepared for an alpha. Submit, darling." Janga had pivoted onto her back before another inhalance of the leaf stench was even necessary. Her eyes having resumed watering from inhaling the musty fumes. They focused in on the large paws of the alphess, careful not to stray near her muzzle or face as was respectful. However nonchalant or apprehensive she might have looked at the moment, Janga was truly grateful. The alphess was fair, fairer than she had originally looked by appearance, and her voice was kind. She already liked the powerful stranger, and the bouncy, happy little Misty. Caution was a virtue she held in high esteem during the course of her life, meaning that she didn't trust them completely yet, but she could already feel herself leaving slightly the shell she paraded with. Her ruff and stomach felt very exposed, and even if the aforementioned feelings of family were present, it was still very uncomfortable. The smell of leaves and toadstools wafted from her vantage point, wreathing around her light, thin gray pelt. The smell of the forest would be carried with her now, should she stand up as an outcast or be admitted into the pack as one of their own. And strangely, she liked that. |
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