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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Devil’s Angel caught the scent of a known femme, and seemed like one of their old pack members has returned. Except that had new alpha, she wasn’t accepted here, and she crossed the border. Fangs coming into view she headed in the direction Sookie was, planning to cut her off before she got too far in the pack lands. It was only recently that more members have come and joined, and the pack was growing, much to Devil’s delight. She remembered when the pack started off with barely any members, and dwindled down to just her almost for a while.

Her black and white form stood out during the day, and chocolate orbs missed nothing as she came into view. Devil stopped maybe a few paw steps from the other femora, as she bared her fangs in warning. She didn’t deal with formalities, her queen made it clear she didn’t give a shit about that, and so she spoke asking what she wanted to know. Why she should be accepted back into the pack? She wouldn’t be calling the alphess till that happened either.

Why’d you come back? Why should the Queen accept you?

Her voice was still normal though, and her orbs held slight welcome to Sookie, but it didn’t last. Niceties weren’t going to be staying here long, this pack was going to be tough one, and Devil’s Angel wasn’t losing her home, and she would be one of the wolves to survive here. So the warrior inside of her was coming out, and only looking out for herself. Chocolate orbs met blue ones as she waited for a reply or action. The omega held her legs slightly apart, not sure how the femora would react to her choice of questioning, and was ready for a fight if it came.




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