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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Ebony limbs threw forward in an aggressive manner, banner flying straight behind, muddy ambers focused on nothing but the space in front of him and any obstacles that hindered his progression to the border and to the challenger that dare lay a call at his border. He slowed, pacing up to the plain brute that was night shaded, like him. Plague’s massive frame came into view as graciously as a swan, but with the power and pride of a lion. Muscles rippled, robes shifted over them, rippling and moving easily. Plague was unusually relaxed, although his eyes were devoid of most emotion and a small smile came to slip over his features for a brief moment.

Challenge accepted. Lead the way.

He beckoned to the west, the general direction of Quarrels clearing, somewhere that was VERY familiar to Plague, somewhere he decimated and ripped plans and lives from challenger’s and left them maimed, bloodied and usually, dead. The black king waited silently for a comical retort or a simple acceptation of his words and a lead to Quarrels. He already pushed thoughts of the pack and Kimani from his mind- but he didn’t let go of them. All those faces wondering and curious, howls passed over his land already with the news of challenge but not many, No, his lands had been almost silent for a long time. That should change as soon as he came back, because the only way he would come back was if he won.
There was no losing, only dying.




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