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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My paws dig into the earth, dragging my further away from the pack meeting. My pace is swift as I travel the distance to the border where the asshole awaits. My white and crimson stained fur catch the light filtering through the clouds overhead. Making me look more like a phantom. As I approach my pace slows. Know the brujo would not scent me coming as the wind is in my favor. I take time to silence my steps so he would not hear my footfalls. Using the environment to my advantage I move behind brush and tree trunks until I simply appear in front of him.
I turn my emerald optics upon him, showing him the delight within me. The though of watching blood spill and my paws to sink into it, just sent my littler heart going pitter patter. Violence is a cruel mistress yet no other holds my hear like she does. Everything other then the brief show of joy remains blank. Even my eyes seem to grow distant. An interesting thing to watch or so I have been told. Almost as if watching another wolf take over my body.
My own tail raises slightly to show dominance over the boy. He held no rank in these lands, nor would he ever. Even if Seline answered the call if she fell she had me or my brother, Saladin, her father to take the reigns back. She also had her brother. So this male before me was doomed to do nothing other than fail. He would never hold this pack. Too bad he picked the wrong territory to deal with.
I cock one ear slightly back listening for the approach of others, or the call that release me to kill the asshole.
My muscles almost seem to quiver with expectation beneath my dual colored hide. I make no move to make polite conversation with the male wolf. Instead I watch him with a wary gaze. I let my muscles remain relaxed, as I stand about five feet away from him. Enough time a running start would have me at him if he dared cross the border. However far enough away he could not just simply lunge at me and sink his teeth in.
I not his scarred hide, so the bastard was no good at fighting that much is clear. As a matter of pride the only scars are family wears proudly is the four claw mark across are chest. Otherwise mostly none of us where scarred. A matter of pride to us, we know we are warriors. Warriors do not fail. Scars usually mean defeat of one form or another.
I raise one invisible eyebrow at the brute. Waiting for any response from him, hoping he will be an idiot and cross the border so I could taste his blood. My throat seems to burn mildly with the want to feel the sweet ruby colored liquid slide down it. However, none of this shows to the intruder. Instead I stand in front of him like a statue waiting for his move, and ultimately his second mistake. The first being he challenged this pack of all packs.


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