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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I remain transfixed on the female before me, wondering what could possibly be going through that pretty head of hers. Yes, I see Miya as pretty, quite pretty, in fact, but I do not plan on doing anything about it. She deserves much better, an unbattered soul that has not gone through the things I have gone through. She deserves a sweet male who will do anything for her. I have already proven myself a coward once, I cannot bear the thought of running in a time of need from someone else. I tried to make it right when I found Jaylah again and tried to step up to the plate, but she rejected me as is the smart thing to do. She knows she is stronger without me and I cannot blame her. So I cannot blame Miya is she merely gets up and walks away without a backward glance after this talk.

At times I see her flexing and unflexing, my keen eyes setting sights on her shapely shoulders as the muscles beneath clench and unclench. I can watch this little dance in any part of her body, from her legs to her chest to her flanks. Finally I catch myself and bring my gaze back to her own, not wanting to seem rude by staring at her body parts as if I'm trying to seduce her. That would be awkward. When she allows herself to relax, I note that her true height is revealed. She is but a little shorter than myself, making her taller than the average female and I wonder her origins. Is she from the north or more of a sourthern breed? I don't get time to ponder too long before she nods her strong jaw to my own words and starts to speak herself, my eyes fixed on her perfect lips pulling into a smile.

She starts off by thanking me for approaching her and the first thought that worms its way into my brain is that she is working herself up for a goodbye and this saddens me. My eyes dull a little and my lip forces through a humble smile even as I continue to watch words fall from her lips. I find myself nodding methodically to her lyrics, letting her know that indeed I am listening. I cannot stop listening to her rich tones, so confident and new to my ears. At the point where she brings up having done wrong in her life, I fix her with a barely veiled incredulous look. I cannot believe that she has done much wrong in her life. A little white lie here and there? Maybe she was a little selfish and didn't share with her siblings when there wasn't much for food? I want to smile humorously at those thoughts but hold back, listening to the rest of her speech.

She ends it by saying that she does believe another pack is in store for her and thanks me again for stepping in. I bow my head humbly and offer a gentle smile. I merely went off of my intuition. I'm sure you will find the pack that suits you best in Blossom. They have much in variety when it comes to packs. I find your boldness an admirable quality, especially as so many females tend to be shy and more toward the gullible side of things these days. Don't lose that ability to speak your mind. It will save you a lot of grief in the end. I have enjoyed this talk with you and do not wish it to end, but I understand if you want to be off on your mission to find the right pack for you. I would feel better once you are off these borders, anyway. It has been a lovely time and not one that I will forget. My smile is genuine and easy, more easy than I thought it would be at a potential parting with Miya.

I feel like in such a short span of time that I have learned so much about her. It is in this moment of bitter sweetness that the female surprises me, getting lightly to her paws and making a decision to come toward me. I tense automatically, not because I am not sure of her intentions, but because I have nto been this close to another lupine, let alone a female, in so long. Not since that night in the rain when I pressed myself to Jaylah, wishing I wasn't a monster and could be the male for her. The night where she rejected me and I ran off in anger and a disappointment that I couldn't let myself feel for it would have torn me to pieces. My thoughts return to the present as Miya stops and her perfume enters my nostrils so strongly now that I fear that I drown in it, though in a good way. She stands there, sweet and vulnerable and oh so ravishing, her posture nonthreatening even as I feel like I'm in a bed of rattlesnakes all poised to strike.

Then she leans toward me and its all I can do to hold myself still, my skin tingling as she runs her nose across my jaw ever so lightly. It's meant as a grateful touch from friend to friend, yet even so my whole body feels as if its on fire. I feel her stare and look into her sienna gazers, my own golden eyes brighter than they've been in years. I note the glint that vanishes as quick as its come and I sense turmoil behind her steady gaze even now but out of respect to her privacy, I don't try to delve into the meaning behind it. I have enough of my own going on right now as it is. Instead I paste a humble smile onto my lips, eyes continuing to stare into her own as I wait to see what she'll do next.



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