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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Firestorm had had enough of waiting. It was making her more furious and impatient. This brute was wasting her time. She stalked closer, knowing the brute hadn’t heard her till her snarl. Like she had said earlier, the wind had been in her favor, and she had slowed to a silent walk before she came within distance of him. So unless he had super hearing, there was no way he would of detected her. She wasn’t scared of him. Females were faster and smaller than males, and she knew how to use that to her advantage. She had brains, how the hell else was she to get such a high rank as gamma if she wasn’t? This male was nothing but a big pile of shit, that was making her turn up her nose in disgust.

Honorable wolves wait at the borders for the alphas to come to them. Cowards stalk through the pack lands trying to traumatize the young wolves. Either that or this brute was taking the cowardly way out of fighting the alphas by doing a sneak attack. It was pathetic really, and it made Firestorm glad that she could handle these problems without having to interfere her alphas with it. Sad, it really was sad, for a wolf to stoop so low. Pathetic really.

A snarl rose from her throat when she saw him raise himself in alpha position. Who the hell did he think he was? His challenge hadn’t gone unnoticed, and that was what had just sealed his fate. Death would be welcoming him before he even left here. A smirk lightened her features at the thought of this brute’s carcass at the border for all to see. She spoke her voice deadly with a hint of laughter.

“Your not the alpha, and I’ll show you why if I have to.”

His voice came through to tell her to submit after she finished speaking. How dare he? He was not and never would be her alpha. It was insulting to her and her alphas, and she wouldn’t stand for it. This brute was going to die, and he was going to die right now. If anything right now he was less than she. She moved forth, as if she was going to submit in front of him. However, as she got about a leap or two away from him she rushed him, making it clear that she was going to fight. His reactions were slow, like I said Firestorm, being a female was faster than he was. By the time he was rearing up to block her attack, she was propelling herself upward from slightly underneath him. Fangs lashed upon his shoulder, loving the way she tasted his blood. She unbalanced him with the extra weight on his hind legs, and as they fell she jerked her head back, enjoying the sound of fur and flesh tearing form his shoulder. It was a really big chunk too, she could tell when she spat it out of her mouth. The grey femme had made it to his bone. Don‘t worry, you won‘t suffer for long she told herself. She landed upon him when they fell, and before he could react she aimed her pearly whites at his throat. As she crushed into his windpipe, she jerked back taking it with her, as she gave a satisfied growl.

“Go to hell.”

Her voice was cold as she watched the male gurgle his last breath, no doubt trying to curse her. She took in the smell of his blood, and still pissed off, she went further to tear into him a little. As if intoxicated by the smell, she began to lap up some of the blood that came. Her tools even tore a bit of meat off to taste, chew, and swallow. Not too bad. Raising herself in gamma position again, she gripped the male’s scruff with her fangs, and began to drag him to the border. There he will be a warning to all the foolish ones to dare enter here uninvited again. This brute had paid the price, like countless before him, and no doubt there would be more. She will be here though, ready to protect those that lived here. Once she was done with the brute, she returned to the tree she had been underneath earlier. There she began to clean the blood from her body.

ooc: Your wolf is officially dead. And yes, I had permission to kill him.








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