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 February 2, 2011 at 07:47:27 AM by Plague
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…and he wasn’t. He’d never found himself truly pining for Kimani before, he thought of her many times every day, but never pined. He always kept her beauty there, in his thoughts, making him smile occasionally, but mostly making his heart race in anticipation of his little ones. Surely by now, they would be born, hidden safely away, far from prying eyes and predators other than him and his pack mates. Sure, she would hide from all, but not or the same reason, Kimani was a very private wolf and incredibly unrepentant and independent, just like himself, they didn’t need anyone, not even each other, but they loved each other they simply could not help but fall back together, deeper in love each time.
He scented the air, smelling a few pack members near, he suddenly sat and threw his head up in a howl, sending it to join the others that crossed his lands periodically. A long, bold howl was thrown around by the wind, but the message was clear, it was a statement of claims, another way of guarding the borders the alpha WAS active and strong and he, no, THEY would fight and may Tor and Fenris have mercy on the poor soul that tried a challenge because these alpha’s certainly wouldn’t ever show mercy to something that stupidly thought to threaten their lands. The howl lasted at least half a minute and winded down slowly over the last ten seconds or so. His ebony coat ruffled slightly in the breeze and he remained sitting, he wasn’t tired enough for a nap, but the borders were freshly marked and checked. He felt like company, but wasn’t the kind to call for any. So he looked up at a patch of sky visible between two towering pines that were common in Andere.
Clouds and bright blue sky passed, time passed, but Plague smiled at the absent thought, that love would never pass, even long after they were gone, this land would love and be loved by a strong alpha, whether it was his blood or not, that he promised silently to the northern skies. No alpha wanted to see their pack fall and no wolf wanted to fail their pack.
The strength of the wolf is the pack and of the pack, the wolf.
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- Come on baby light my fire - By Reenoch February 3, 2011 at 12:35:03 PM
lets watch as the flames get higher - By Plague February 6, 2011 at 07:38:34 AM