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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Posted on November 1, 2011 at 03:40:39 AM by Seline
Seline set out to accomplish a task for her father, unknown to her that it may very well be her last task for him, and she has finally succeeded. It took much longer than she had expected and hoped, and by the time it was finally over she was exhausted with exertion, worry, anxiety- and to top it all off the crimson and alabaster hued lass was royally pissed off. As thick as the royal Satanican blood flowed through her veins, so did the undeniable rage within her chest that called out to her body in the fact that it desperately wished to sink canines deep into tender flesh. But years of training had allowed Seline to conquer this inner beast, this inner passenger. She would not act out irrationally, no, of course not. Her father Saladin had taught her much better then that, and even as she made her way to her new pack land, she held a slight confident gait within her stride. Her body was currently chastising her for the unneeded muscle movement, but Seline curtly ignored the pleas and demands of her body. Instead she drove on, determined to reach her newly claimed domain before nightfall. Her going was only slowed by the fact that with each step she took a fresh cascade of crimson would seep from the deep gash in her shoulder, traveling down her pristine alabaster hued limb to the stain of already crimson fur- the blood simply making the marking that much darker. But with the constant build up of blood, the colour had darkened to an almost black but still the lady did not allow the pain to slow her down. Other than her shoulder, the only other persistent wound she held was that on her muzzle. Seline had always been beautiful, and though she remained rightly so- there was now a terrible aspect to her beauty, a haunted feature when viewed from the left side. Five gashes now marked the right side of her muzzle, the side of her face with the crimson splashed area of her alabaster pelt. They were not deep enough to reach bone, but they were gashes indeed and would be difficult for the girl to maintain without help. But then again- that’s what family was for, was it not? As she continued making her way toward the still strange territory, she caught a heavy dose of a very personal and familiar cologne- Valiant, her big brother was a step ahead of her. Leave it to him to know immediately the moment his sister is victorious, heading to the pack land first thing. It seemed his scent was intermingled with several others, and a sudden howl that broke the silence told her why. The current pack members seemed to be somewhat active within the territory, and Seline wondered for an amused moment whether they would still be welcome or not. If the wolf that had howled had sounded as frail as their voice, they would be lucky to last first inspection, as Seline was rather confident with the choices she knew she would have to make. Purge. Exhaust. Purify the pack until only those truly worthy of such a wonderful future remain- the very elite of the elite. With a certain disdained swagger in her step, the crimson and ivory female finally made her way across the very border of Andere Seite, before plunging within the darkness that a thick pine forest had to offer, welcoming and embracing her within the shadows. The sun was just setting, and the added thick canopy over head caused the forest floor below to be lit with the faintest of sunlight, throwing shadows all about the place. A grin crept across Seline’s jaw as she took in her surroundings- a fine land indeed. A slight wince from the usage of her facial muscles and Seline was quick to saunter within the darkness, deliberately keeping toward the deepest of shadows to hide her bright and obvious frame. Having grown up with some of the hardest markings to conceal when hunting or stalking, Seline was now a master in disappearing. She could be right in someone's face one moment- and gone in the very next. She was very swift and graceful on her paws, but had the ability to slip away at a moments notice regardless of the bright hue of her pelt. Saladin had taught her well indeed. It did not take the lass very long to reach a desirable spot; a slight clearing within the forest that would serve as a makeshift meeting spot until Seline could search and stake out a place for herself in ample lighting. But for now, the place was good enough. It was wide enough to accommodate the family she knew were still in Blossom, with room left over for new wolves and perhaps a couple existing pack members. Of course, their time here could be very limited and it was all up to Seline to pick through and toss aside all unwanted trash. After choosing her own spot, the place with the minimal lighting so that she was thrown in almost utter darkness-concealing her wounds quite cleverly- except for the very silhouette of her frame, the Satanican regal was quick in tossing back her muzzle to call out to her family, all wolves nearby, and all existing pack members. The message was clear in her obviously feminine voice, If you are blood, come and be welcome; for all others come and try your worth for a.. brighter future. Her song did not die out abruptly, for her feral and royal voice continued to waver long after the message was clear, for in this she threw out another message. Daring anyone who opposed her to come forth, and find out first hand just what sort of rule they were under now. From the shadows within her place, Seline waited with half of a forever smile carved into the side of her maw, as her shoulder wound still bled- if not a bit slower- hinting the air with a cologne of tangy iron and copper. Yes, those who dared would come and would discover just what it was to be Satanican. Come on, baby don't fear the reaper |
Replies:
- Fierce as a bear - By Kodiack November 3, 2011 at 02:15:32 AM
an unextendedwait - By Kolure November 3, 2011 at 04:10:08 AM
My Love Is White - By White Love November 3, 2011 at 04:52:40 AM
If I Die Young Bury Me In Satin - By Frost Fawn November 3, 2011 at 05:09:17 AM
come on baby, don't fear the reaper.[pt.1] - By Seline November 3, 2011 at 05:39:33 PM
come on baby, don't fear the reaper.[pt.2] - By Seline November 3, 2011 at 05:45:00 PM
If You Run From The Past, You're Running From YOURSELF - By KittyBankaiNya~ November 3, 2011 at 08:12:14 PM
I've been walking the streets again - By Calix November 3, 2011 at 09:11:07 PM
Scared by the Raptor - By Swooping Eagle November 3, 2011 at 10:57:40 PM
My Love Is White - By White Love November 4, 2011 at 00:44:41 AM
lucrene - By Kolure November 5, 2011 at 09:38:39 PM
Scared by the Raptor - By SSwooping Eagle November 6, 2011 at 02:00:11 AM
when i saw the lie in your eyes* - By valiant* November 6, 2011 at 07:43:12 AM
If I Die Young Bury Me In Satin - By Frost Fawn November 6, 2011 at 04:21:03 PM
broken clocks and scattered sunrises ( Wings too :3 ) - By Tjikiju November 6, 2011 at 04:58:07 PM
I hide My Secrets in Water - By Liquid November 8, 2011 at 07:14:31 PM
WHEN ANGELS AND SERPENTS DANCE - By EDEN November 9, 2011 at 02:40:20 AM