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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As the sleek black male Watched her pull back her fangs, He couldn't help but reveal his own. This femme knew how to play the game. He gave a soft growl and His eyes flashed, His gloosy coat flowing over enticing muscles. He was a sexual deviant, a demon. He could dense the same dark aura around this femme, and he thirsted for it. "Aww...Good thing I'm good at puzzles." He said softly, Enunciating his Italian accent slightly. He stalked her slightly, His body moving like a hunter, But there was amusement in his eyes. "You are....a daemon? From a broken home, no?" He murmurred, His voice velvety and seductive. "There is blood in your past.....some on your paws....but not all...no...you were hurt by something..." He is now circling her, the cologne of his body wafting over her, wolf musk and warmth and sage. "That should be about right.." He finished, Draping himself elegantly on the ground before her. He never dominated the femme... it was against the rules of the game.

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