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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An image of crimson smeared ivory paced carefree amongst the woodland. His surroundings would do little to camoflauge his presence should he expect it to but luckily he did not. Although he was still adjusting to this new land finding it more and more less appealing than the original hell he ruled over, it was home. Seline had done well to provide an all new birth place for their kind and many strong minded alike. Saladin himself would have fought for Andere should he not have been far more intrigued with his daughters capabilities. Yeah.. He was a proud soldier that attempted to adjust for the pride and success of his own daughter, nothing more.

After the drama that came to unfold during the previous meeting, the stunning varg was looking forward to the next. Again, he allowed Seline to deal with the chaos her abrupt alphaship caused the early inhabitants, though next time he would not resist to intervene. Liquid had been all too quick to step in and defend his neice when it was unnecessary. Valiant too, Saladins strongest born son indulged within the drama that gave him chance to spew forth an agressive pitch and warning to all those in earshot. The varg watched his family lower their standards and turn on those they had not grown with and to be honest, he found it faintly amusing to watch. It was true, Satanicans are not the most social breed in existance.. That, along with the stress and delayed trauma from losing everything they had ever known less than a year ago had brought on their sudden outburst of rage without question, atleast that was what Saladin truly believed.

He himself, observed each character like the true soldier he was, chosing to stand back and allow them each to seal their fate, next time they would not be lucky enough to escape the elders tongue. Yes, the varg was getting on in life but that did not mean he was incapable of doing a reasonable amount of damage. Fighting is a sport, an art that should be taken seriously rather than lightly. It takes more than strength to bring down an enemy, but wit and timing play an even bigger part when out on the battle field. Saladin has brought enough foolish males to their demise by performing tactics most would underestimate when at war, such act came as second nature to the varg. These days were no different to those of his youth. His beliefs still existed intact and should some foolish canine cross him on a bad day, it wouldn't take much persuasion to draw sword together.

The male paced Andere comfortably, though his torso appeared tense and muscles unused, he was coping. A femanine aroma approached his radar and even though he would see it as a great oppertunity to extend his kingdom, the soldier was not about to take pleasure in raping one that walked within the same territory. Emerging from the foliage, Saladin soon caught up to the older female he recognised from the fun filled meeting earlier. Although he had not caught her name having made a late entrance, that didn't stop him questioning whether he did infact know it already. It was no use, he couldn't pin a name to the flashing image of ivory situated a little further ahead. She was quite the fox, especially for an older girl. It would appear Tor had blessed she with beauty even in her older years, much like himself. Saladin did not appear to be as old as he was. The ivory cloak he wore did well to hide the grey strands of old age that had grown upon his chin and other sections of his facial.

His approach is calm and peaceful for he did not particularly want to alarm the lass nor bring her back from the tranquility she had reached. Quietly the predator stalked forward until he was coming up behind her peaceful image. Gently, he allows a whisper to slip from his curled kissers."You're far away, tell me.. Where are you?" Sal' positions himself beside the maiden intrigued to hear whatever response she returns with.

Saladin ll Adult ll Male ll Loveless ll Father to Seline && Valiant ll Brother to Liquid ll Satanican Leader.



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