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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Loyalty was a true virtue in all ten packs- but the spread of them valued different personalities and entities. The half way mark, down to the packs with a malicious intent, to the Malignant Felicity where they practically lapped the air for bloodshed. Being a quick-tempered mascu put alot of preconcived notions upon him.Having that strive to prove his worth made any sort of canine eager to lash out with subtle ferocity. It was a behavior to keep tightly leashed, although Lucrene hadn't the slightest qualm to show teeth.
Again, a motive to find loyalty had lain a cool hand tracing down his spine with an ever greater impending breath. The dark naturally imbued burgundy of his coat vibrated of the rapidly changing season of fall. Lighter tan accents enveloped thick muscular flanks and striped under a topcoat, before kicking up into an ebony sort of hat and scarf. Lighter beige flecked his undersides. It was a slightly flashier variation of the usual agouti coloration of the canis lupus; but it had never hindered him in his endeavors. An unfinished layer of the forest's scales shedded onto the moist earth, splotched with pools of the recent rains. The current weather from the previous freezing rainstorm had left his breath foggy and an eerily quiet silence upon the approaching territory. It was almost like someone held their breath in anticipation for the coming season, a sharp and cold one at least. Echoing the structure not unlike his cuspids.

A thin smile curled Lucrene's black gums upwards. Andere Siete had been known for its secretive kind, feeding off the constant rain and shadow. The forest was seeping into a dominant pine landscape. The cool breeze of autumn wisped little blooms tumultuously downwards, plunging them into the almost unnoticeable river. It was running down parallel to a steep drop-off. The untrained eye would have thought the earth continued here, as the opposite side of the bank which he currently stood on was of the exact height. However, the rumbaed brute found it to be the distinguishing border between in which he hoped to be, anyways, his new residence. The currently nomadic titan had lurked the outskirts of the diminutive but daunting group of wolves, measuring, calculating, and watching. A drawn out challenge brought forward by an unusually marked femora against the past ruler of the lands had finally drawn to a close; and now the queen had come to claim her rightful place. Drawn by the obvious strength, Lucrene made his way down into the valley to show an obvious support and respect for Seline.

With an easy crossing of the stream, Lucrene placed confident yet concealed auditorally steps onto the realm. His bodice moved with constitution of the land, adjusting to the slightest grade beneath his feet. Shadows were of great abundance, and he knew not one soul who wouldn't feel the enveloping embrace of the cool opposition of pine trees cloaking the traveler. Andere Siete inhabited a fairly nice sized bit of land, perfect for someone to disappear for a day or so, while still being in reach scent wise, wouldn't have to be seen. Plenty of hidden alcoves, densely grassed meadows, and a quiet stream or two. The brute's audits unconsciously perked forward with the faint wisp of another male. Paying little heed, Lucrene continued on. Just another drawn to the growing power. His legs shifted slightly to the right, carrying him away to an indirect path from Kodiack, wanting no prior interaction until he arrived at the predestined meeting site. As the ground became more cool with the passing of time, a sudden grin broke his visage. The imposing, regal sound broke the laconism with a wilting treble. It was to call all pack members. His gait increased. How would she know his position, if any, in the pack anyways? Only his aroma would betray his true place that he was currently not in Andere Siete, but high hopes to soon be. He would submit like any other, proper respect due to his new queen. The clearing edged the periphery of his view, and Lucrene checked until he slowed to a meandering pace.

Detecting the fresh blood drawn by Kree evoked a young flame of rage inside of the already flame-marked brujo. The beast had already tied a mental attachment to the figure of the new Alphess so clearly etched in his mind would invite fury on his short, fiery temper. Lucrene stepped into the clearing with a opulent pair of gray eyes so clearly set ablaze. The salty, coppery smell of a wolf's blood was only a lace in the many threads of perfumes of other natural smells across the meadow, but his nares made the crimson easily discernable.
A slow inhalation into his well-built torso calmed his already nervous tension vibrating his tendons. Silver luminaries couldn't quite make out Seline's form on the far end of the clearing, enveloped in shadow, but Lucrene's muzzle told him her exact location. He approached with measure caution, keeping his skull courteously low, audits facing hindwards. It was almost a hunting crouch, the way he moved slowly but obviously across the meadow, but lupines would see the respect and caution taken into account. As the male stood only a yard across, he tilted his muzzle slightly upwards. In this angle, his gray orbs hardened in metallic chips of ice with the sight of wounds. It was scars she would carry herself, testimony to her trial for leadership. The canine dipped his cranials down into respect and submission, before retreating back to arrange himself comfortably in a laying position, awaiting any spoken words, while his own sensors would be on alert for any other approachers.





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{Lucrene | played by Kolure | ♦ }



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