During the day, sentries guard the sleeping. When the sky is dark and the moon dances with the stars, this is when the real fun begins. Munashii Gekko's forest is the only haunt where you can find your local misfits all in one place. A land of the forbidden and forgotten, a place that is riddled with dangers of a whole different kind. The wolves here have long misplaced their rightful minds, and now live like creatures damned to prowl and lurk through the night. It's easy to lose yourself here, sanity was sure to fade away and wither; there was never anything normal about this nefarious nest. The silent threats that whispered in the breeze were enough to deter even the largest of demons around. It was not strength nor wit that ensured your survival here with Eric, and challengers would be torn down with a morose lethality - there was nothing left in his cold blue eyes that promised mercy to anyone who dared to overstep their worth. So, would you give up the sun for the moon and stars? Do you have enough vigor to become a well regarded sentry? - Put on a game face to step up and pass the sepia king's test or turn and leave before he catches your scent. You never know who wants to snack on your delicious blood in this forest.

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SHAKE THE AIR.
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Posted on January 15, 2012 at 09:02:07 AM by MIYA.


Any sound can shake the air - my voice shakes the heart.
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Since the silver phantoms last encounter with the male named Skrillex had happened, she had found herself rather restless. For days she would go without sleeping, moving constantly around the entity that is Blossom Forest, traveling relentlessly until exhaustion overtook her. And then for a good day, day and a half Miya would rest, sleep out her sores and wake up refreshed and ready to start all over again. Only, on this peculiar morning she found herself in the North-West corner of the world, near the territory known as Munashii Gekko; the first pack Miya had ever approached in her life. Only, instead of joining the known vampires and children of the night as they were, she had been rescued by an onyx male whose voice was gentle, and the two had become friends and shared many memorable moments together. But she had not seen her friend for some months at this point, and she wondered if she would ever truly see him again. And so she did what her mind told her to do, as well as simply where her paws dragged her; to return to the place where it all began.

Through the murmurs and the whispers of ominous gossip that flooded throughout Blossom Forest, Miya had heard tale of several leadership changes within Munashii over the last several months or so. And even now, as she made her way parallel along the border of the territory, a sudden rather powerful, haunting howl rose up over the lands across Munashii, beckoning all to heed the call, outsiders and pack members alike. The silver pelted lass did not pause or hesitate a moment in her step, and merely continued further along the border, always parallel until she decided it was near the vicinity that the howl had arose from. With graceful excellence birthed from years of training, Miya pivoted lithely on her paws to then head toward the innards of the pack-land, toward the direction of the source of the howl- as well as the masculine scent marker clearly stating the borders of Munashii. So the new Alpha male was on a roll, fancy that. The thought was fleeting in her mind, before it disappeared all together.

Before she knew it, the she-wolf was emerging from the dense foliage that made up the forests of Munashii, into a slight clearing the new Alpha male had chosen for the meeting to take hold within. Blinking her startling light grey eyes, their intensity akin to molten liquid silver, she was quick to take in her surroundings. There were only two wolves in the clearing currently, both males, the one on Miya’s left being the Alpha, and the one on her right being a mere subordinate most likely here to join the ranks. Before turning to the whelp and greeting him, instead the silver phantom deftly aimed her frame toward the male on her immediate left, before flowing toward him on haunting light paw steps. Allowing a subtle curling of the corner of her lip, Miya was quick to sweep down with her muzzle close to the soil in a rather deep bow, before then pivoting her entire frame in the process; completely exposing her vitals and what not to the male before her. It was both the dominance radiating off of the multi-hued male as well as the girls own want that forced her to submit in such a manner.

No matter how long it took, the girl would hold it until, when accepted by the Alpha, she was able to retract her body from the ground to straighten out her spine, as well as her focus on the male she had just pledged her entire existence to. He was slightly taller than her, as usual for any typical male of their species, and his coat held more colour in it than her own did. Miya’s own pelt consisted of various shades of grey, ranging from light grey to a sterling silver that shone luminescent beneath the rays of the Celestial Mother in the dead of night. The silver of her brilliant irises shone strikingly matching with the brilliance of her coat, all except the slight imperfection that encircled her onyx pupil. A thick band of burnt sienna- a rather burnt orange colour- surrounded Miya’s pupil, marking her for the victim of a certain disease. Only, the girl had been the sole survivor from her pack from the disease, and simply because her Mother had been pregnant while infected, and while the rest of the litter had perished; little Miya had built up a fantastic immunity to the plague.

All that was left as a reminder of her birthe home were the peculiar colours within her irises, but the she-wolf hardly thought about such things on a daily basis. His own irises were the colour of the soil, a chocolate brown that did not exactly speak of warmth and welcome, but of calculation and intelligence; cunning and strength. Right off the bat Miya took a stern liking to him, and so if he happened to turn his gaze upon her she would dip her muzzle down lightly in a gentle nod, her acknowledgment of power apparent across her entire frame. The silver lady made sure to keep her tail parallel to her haunches and her muzzle lower than the males. She had not heard a name yet from the male, nor had she really paid attention to the other male in the clearing, at least not until she briefly glanced at him and gave him a slight nod, before returning her attention back on the multi-hued male before her. She had been taught only to speak when spoken to, and so she kept her maw shut, awaiting any words the Alpha happened to have for her.

Kong had told her to stay away from the pack, but perhaps with a new Alpha the territory would undergo change, and become something better. Miya intended to be there for it, as it was originally the very first land that drawn her in in the first place. The various other areas of Blossom she had visited had been nice in their own ways, but there was nothing she found as appealing as the wood that littered the heart of Munashii. And here she perhaps sought out to make her home, if the male before her accepted her as his one of his own, that is. Keeping her unique and startling gaze slightly averted from his own, focused just off to the right of his temple, she awaited patiently for more wolves to show up at the meeting before she expected to hear anything from the male, but wait with patience she would.



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