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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Mischevious Spirit
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My temper flares once more when mr. Jack, the so called, Ripper, invades my bubble of privacy… my subtle attitude comes to a drastic halt. My hackles rise and my tassel flicks and slices through the cold atmosphere. Winter is arriving to her demise, but that doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy the terribly freezing air for a little while longer. Too bad this freak was in my way. Listen, hun. Don’t call me hun again. Do I look like I invaded China to you? Good. Give me your ears. Along with your balls too. Because with your aura, you’re bound to never get a female just by being yourself. My nose flips to the sky. Hah. I knew I was a bitch. Again, deal with it. But I wasn’t going to let him push me around like a whore. I’m miss independent. Beat that.

However, my attitude is hidden when I look over again and observe the rest of my surroundings. That little jersey girl is quiet. Too quiet… I silently hope to myself that she isn’t afraid. Showing weakness is what brings us all to our deaths. It’s sucks, but that’s the way of life. She ambles closer to Miya, the lady from earlier that I’d seen first when I’d arrived, and I break my attention towards her, moving onto that queer male that came in earlier. Now… if anything, Jack annoys and amuses me. Rhundus however. He metaphorically makes my skin crawl beneath my fluffy winter cloak. He’s smirking… what? Why…? Oh well… I glare again at Jack and dig my talons into the ground. I hate males. I’ll say that however many times it takes to get it stuck into whoever’s head is soaking this in like a sponge. They can be mean and nasty, horny little things, and all that ever drives them is hormones. Sex. Sex. Sex. And more SEX. Here, let me say it again. SEX.

Hpnestly, I’ve never met a male that didn’t like the pleasurable encounter with a whore. I let my hackles lower and I curl my tassel over my ivory paws, pristine and perfect. Yeah right. I will never let a another male get close enough to me to shatter me again. Besides… that male… the one who’d I’d rented my heart out to… well… let's just say, when you see your lover with a prostitute...

You can put diamonds in my eyes- and then break my heart. But beware. If you do, I’ll kill you with a club, and bury you with a spade. A good game of BS, anyone?

Fae || Loner || Loveless
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