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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The femme came back to the pack. She hadn't been officially joined. She did talk to Devil's Angel while she waited for Eric. He never showed and she found herself leaving until he came back.

She walked up to the border. A new scent was in the air she didn't recognize it at all. Eric's scent was all but vanished. A new alpha maybe? She walked up to the group and saw the femme. She stood higher than the others, and had an air of dominance about her. The new alpha. Approaching with head low, she came up. Seeing Devil's Angel comforted her a bit, not that she was scared, she just needed a familiar face.

She walked over and looked at Devil and nodded in greeting. The last time she saw here was when she had just came back from a fight with a brute, her fur was sodden in blood. Her white fur now was relatively clean. She spoke to the alpha, head bowed in submission. I'm Samira. And I'd like to join this pack. She'd really like to be in here, for real.

Smelling something familiar, not of the pack here, but a brute. Scanning the area with her teal orbs, she saw the steel lanterns of the male. She smelled her cousin Xania on him, but why? Had she found a mate? She smiled and sat alert and waiting.

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