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 July 21, 2010 at 09:28:04 AM by Plague
Ebony paws were once more splattered with blood as they trotted along the border, leaving a nice fragrant trail for all newcomers to scent. It had been a little while since he’d taken a nice border stroll and he’d been doing it for a few hours now. His perfume masked the packs border nicely now. He gave a smug look to the empty bush and proceeded inland. Feeling like he needed to let loose a little, he threw up his and howled wildly at the skies, anger and frustration at the intruder who thought he could simply walse in. Any passerby would cringe, for his howl was a warning to anyone who dare hurt his new family. The howl also served as a warning to put all pack members on alert. He wondered if he should set up a scheduled patrol, to make sure no outsiders got in.
if you feel
Two litters of pups were soon due by his count and they both of ranked wolves, so he would be short on at least four wolves, but he would also gain several new pack members from them. Speaking of, he hadn’t seen Kimani in a while and knew that if she was nearby and feeling more sociable than last time, she’d bring herself to him. It wasn’t like he wasn’t bothered in finding her, but the last time he broke his rule of disturbing the almost permanent peace she liked, she almost ripped his head off. Okay, that was an exaggeration, at most she would’ve been ready to bite him and it still would have been with love in her heart.
so empty, so used up, so let down
He figured since she didn’t plan for the pups, they must of intimidated her and he did wonder if she was scared, it seemed an impossible thought. Kimani? Scared? Never. She wasn’t scared when a mountain lion chose her for her prey, she wasn’t scared to kill the challenger of her sister’s pack and she damn well wasn’t going to be scared of some tiny pups. Plague didn’t doubt she would be a good mother, but pups didn’t deserve a world where they weren’t wanted. If she wanted pups, she’d have them and Plague thought he might quite like that, but he wasn’t sure, as no new father ever was. He huffed and lay down on his belly with his back legs stretched out behind him. He licked his maw, removing most of the blood that had stained it. Damn, idiot’s blood definitely tasted badly. Really horrible, foul liquid. It seemed to balance the ultimate satisfaction of killing the stupider breeds.
so ripped off, so stepped on, your not the only one
He watched the moon come out and listened to a few communicating howls, but ovreeall, the pack was quiet tonight, he let his maw drip down the grass and pressed it there. His eyes closed but the watchful ebony warrior remained alert and awake, simply shutting his eyes made him all but invisible in this dark. So he folded his ears back and hoped for only one to chance upon him.
The sliver fae with the attitude problem.
He loved her.
So…LETSSTARTARIOT A RIOT LETS START A RIIIOT!
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- I'm comin' on like a hurricane - By Kimani October 10, 2010 at 09:40:22 AM