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 January 10, 2012 at 06:29:11 PM by Seline.
 Submission from the older female was immediate, and the affect had a rather lazy smile drawn across Seline’s pale lips. Dipping her jaw down lightly in both acknowledgement and thanks of the gesture, she was soon to speak before the other wolf could. “No need for such formalities love. We are all family here, after all- yes?” Her rather suave and smooth feminine tones were accented with a warm grin etched across her beautiful maw; Seline didn’t know what it was about the older female before her, but she already held much respect for the creature as well as awe. She still ached to know just where the girl had come from, and just what gave her that exotic roll of the tongue. When she spoke her name aloud, the Queen tilted her jaw lightly to the right. It was unlike any name she had ever heard of, and even though Tjikiju had humbly offered up an alternative nickname- Ti- Sel was more then determined to learn each of her wolves on a name to name basis.
“Tjikiju it is then- Ti for short if you’d really like. Otherwise I wouldn’t mind at all going with Tjikiju; I actually rather like it.” Perhaps Seline was being a bit too friendly, but at that particular moment, she simply did not care. She was interested in the female before her, and if the crimson and ivory lady had learned anything in her life; it was to get what she wanted. And so she kept it sweet, friendly; genuine, and all aimed toward whom she knew would be one of her most loyal followers. Without a word, Seline’s emerald irises noted with interest as the older she-wolfs gaze- one bright golden eye, the other a bright silver- roamed across her own fourm only to stop upon sight of her shoulder. Yes, the gash must have been an angry red sight from the infection, and while it did pain her to move- she would never show it, not in front of any of her wolves, let alone her father. Speaking of him, Seline gave him a sidelong glance before dipping her jaw down slightly much as she had done for Ti earlier. She knew her Father would be taking his leave soon to carry out his own duties, and she respected the decision; only it didn’t make her want him to stay any less. Turning her attention away from Saladin as he had surely already left the pair, she turned her attention back on the pale she-wolf before her. Parting her jaws to reply to her inquire about the wound, a sudden, rather unexpected yet completely expected scent slammed itself upon Seline’s olfactory senses. Crystalline green irises widening wide, she took in the scent of her son just over the border, her skull wipping around to face that specific direction. Inhaling deeply, she obsessed for a moment over his masculine scent and the subtle differences she found in it after their brief time apart. Quickly turning her attention back on Tjikiju, Seline spoke briefly and quickly, eager to get to her son; yet not eager enough to forget the older girl. “It seems we have a very special wolf at our borders my dear friend, please; won’t you escort your dear Queen to the borders? I wouldn’t mind the company if you yourself wouldn’t, that is.” She still felt a bit too smiley, but perhaps that was simply the affect Ti had on Seline- a rather happy and good feeling. Regardless, she paused a moment to allow the older wolf to reply, before then turning on heel to begin a rather fast trot toward the border, toward where her son lie. Whether Tjikiju came along or not was her own decision, and Seline would not punish for either choice. She had merely wanted to put the option out there, if the female so wished to join her. Pack was family, after all, and to the Satanicans; family was everything. Come on, baby don't fear the reaper Alpha of Andere ; Female ; White & Crimson Mum of Cade & Quirino ; Lover of none |
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