During the day, sentries guard the sleeping. When the sky is dark and the moon dances with the stars, this is when the real fun begins. Munashii Gekko's forest is the only haunt where you can find your local misfits all in one place. A land of the forbidden and forgotten, a place that is riddled with dangers of a whole different kind. The wolves here have long misplaced their rightful minds, and now live like creatures damned to prowl and lurk through the night. It's easy to lose yourself here, sanity was sure to fade away and wither; there was never anything normal about this nefarious nest. The silent threats that whispered in the breeze were enough to deter even the largest of demons around. It was not strength nor wit that ensured your survival here with Eric, and challengers would be torn down with a morose lethality - there was nothing left in his cold blue eyes that promised mercy to anyone who dared to overstep their worth. So, would you give up the sun for the moon and stars? Do you have enough vigor to become a well regarded sentry? - Put on a game face to step up and pass the sepia king's test or turn and leave before he catches your scent. You never know who wants to snack on your delicious blood in this forest.

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Kaliskia padded up to hell's border, her inky black pelt swaying in the wind. The scents of fresh wolf blood lingered through her nostrils as she took a first look at things. This had seemed to be paradise for a demon like herself. Lowering her audits, she spiraled her body down into the fresh domain as her banner whipped downward and swiftly tucked tightly between her hinds. She screw her apex into the domain, her jade pools scanning the terra. Her hackles were lowered, as her lyrics hit the starless night.

"Hello, Munashii Gekko pack. I am here with all levels of respect to let my soul guide me to my fellow demons. It is with great pleasure that I ask to speak with your alpha."

She tried to lower more to the domain, but the moon was grasping her soul. She felt so welcomed here... this was hell. A living hell awaited her life. She would hopefully become one of Hell's Angels, the ones who rest during the day and strike at night. She hadn't noticed that thick liquid was now dripping from the sky, as she lifted her apex slightly to let a feirce howl emerge from her blood-filled maw. Lightning struck and the thunder rumbled. As the lightning flashed her pelt seemed to have highlights of albaster. The skies seeked to shake violently as her lyrics peirced the moonlight.

"I am Kaliskia, and I am willing to take anything you will give me."
Kaliskia




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