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 December 20, 2011 at 06:31:42 PM by Calix
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Those curious emerald lanterns stared me down, taking in every crevice, every speck of color on my frame. The pallid ess had plastered a low smile upon her obsidian lips, and it wasn't fading right away. In a way, she had a sort of charm and innocence to her, but anyone smart enough could see she was putting on an act at times- me being one of them. Although, I let that slide, and every minute my liking had grown deeper to the teen. I could tell she had taken trust within me, just as I had her. We were on the good side already; now it was up to Seline whether she would be accepted or not. Speaking of my queen, I wonder how they were doing at the pack meeting. White Love and Kodiack didn't seem finished with their tirade and if I would have stayed another minute I probably would have torn into their petite bodies without Seline's permission. But I had chosen to be the one who greeted the stranger at the borders-at least to tell them where we were and to follow me back to the meeting area. Alright, back into the present. Apparently Clover didn't seem to get my teasing about the lucky charm; four leaf clovers are lucky, am I right? Oh well, I slight smile of humor crossed my dial, but I perked my ebony audits to listen to what she had to say. Turns out, I completely agreed with her opinions-'the only thing that can prove you right is time'. Time is right; it can break or heal, die and birth, but it all depends. As sad as it may sound, I would know, but for every individual, their time varies with every situation. At my light chuckle, the fatale smiled herself, but yet was it fake? Guess I wouldn't know for sure really, not unless I questioned about it, but that surely wasn't about to happen. Although, as my embarressment whispered through my veins when I excused myself for staring, it quickly washed away when Clover did the same. The look that crossed the vixen's dial turned utterly lethal; just like I had predicted. Innocence was just the facade, but now it had fallen and shattered into millions of pieces across the floor. All of the recent happy greetings faded away and in place stood a painted picture of Clover's past, and the faint whispering of her voice made the slightest shiver shudder down my spine, but not because I was afraid. I had already sat back on my salt and pepper haunches, barely prepared for what I was about to hear. A mutant transformed and genetically enhanced with four wolf races? Was that even possible? I had never really understood the two legged beings, but from what I've heard, they are very cruel. To think such a sweet girl such as this one had been caught within their unkindly ways. Even though there were some that were completly against the ways of cruelty towards us wolves, I dreaded even going near their habitats. Somehow I contained my surprise as she continued on with her breath taking history. Trapped with barely enough food to survive, and no company what-so-ever, no contact from the outside world, only utter darkness. To make matters worse, the desire for food increased just as food stopped all together. For two moons? Two moons without food or water..nothing?! This lupine has gone through a lot, and yet she is still at such a young age. I knew she didn't want my sympothy, and that is one thing I wouldn't show to her. The worst thing to show someone in this state is pity. Finally her story concluded, ending with a breathly chuckle before the earlier mask somehow returned to her features. Indeed this girl is strong, no doubt someone Seline would enjoy to have in our pack. I know I would. I shifted in my sitting position and flicked my banner lightly as I listened to her last words. Good life so far? I guess compared to others it wouldn't seem so bad, but yet this is the worst case scenario I have heard of in my lifetime. A rare thing indeed. A rather loud chuckle of humor escaped my maw as she asked if I was scared, but yet it wasn't meant to anger her, but more of to myself, "Scared." I scoffed the word and hesitated before I continued, "Now that's a feeling I have rarely felt in the past few years, and even now, as I listened to your story, fear is the last on my list of emotions that showed." I shook my head and pondered on my next actions. How was I to react to such a story? There was not going to be an immediate apology for such a horrible life, oh no. That would definetly not help. "I send my sincere condolences, perhaps a family will heal your past times." A grin graced my obsidian kissers, "Or perhaps a friend. Maybe a particular handsome, black and white hessian? Hmm?" The teasing in my voice was meant to cheer the girl up, and hopefully release some of the tension that was beginning to build. male | adult | mateless | pupless | Andere Seite | unranked | word count: 875 :/ |
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- rhapsody - By [C.L.O.V.E.R.] December 25, 2011 at 11:35:33 PM