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 walked along the border, her mood better than what it was earlier, somewhat. The feminine curved goddess could be scary looking enough, without her mood furious, and she was looking between right now. Being around those other two wolves must have done it, she guessed company was what she had wanted. It had become so quiet here, making her really wonder if she was the only one around here again, the only thing that kept her in doubt were a few smells now and again. The ivory and ebony huntress guessed everyone was just keeping to themselves. She was just starting to head back further into the lands, when a new scent caught her full attention. Fresh blood, the smell of it caused her to lick her chops once or twice, wondering what creature had been injured. No, make that killed, death hung in the air, along with the scent of a male. Inside the territory…..Oh hell no.

Her limbs ate up the ground, in a fast pace, and she made sure her scent wouldn’t reach the trespasser. The majorly ebony lady couldn’t have him knowing she was coming. No, she didn’t want to warm the male to her present, not when she was going to handle this the way she planned. Fangs bared in a devilish grin, and her chocolate orbs cold again, she slipped upon her unaware victim. He was so busy eating a rabbit, something he had obviously killed in their packlands, making her even more furious. Obviously this guy was just plain ignorant, and he was about to pay for it. Hackles up, the omega warrior stalked upon him in silence, knowing it was be next to impossible for him to realize she was there. A evil smirk came to her maw, as she relished in the idea of tasting this fucker.

Gathering her limbs beneath her, she sprung at him, aiming to land upon his back. She had snuck behind him, and this attack, if made should of knocked the breath from him. It would also have made him vulnerable, whether he stayed laying the way he was, or turned over, either way her fangs would of went to lock on to his neck. If she did manage to get his vulnerable lifeline in her deadly jaws, she wouldn’t of killed him, yet. She wasn’t above giving mercy, to an extent, but this male had pushed it. There was doubt in her mind Red Star, the alphess, would accept him after his acts, but if he cooperated with her, he would still get his chance. It was up to him whether he wanted to die by resisting, if he wanted to flee, or cooperate to try to join still.

However if her attack did fall short, she would of stood in a fighting stance, watching him. That way, she would be ready for any return attack, if they came, and she could plan her next move. The ess’s head and tail were lowered, making it impossible for him to see the ivory streak going from her neck past her throat. Cold, emotionless chocolate jewels clashed with azule ones, clearly stating a challenge to the trespasser. A snarl rose itself from her chest, to come through her maw, wondering why this night colored brute was crazy enough to come in the lands uninvited. She would wait to see if he would at least show submission, but he was going to fight, then he was going to be doomed.


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