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 May 24, 2012 at 09:01:47 PM by Seline.
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| Time. Far too much time for Seline’s comfort. Her little.. minor, expected detour had taken much, much longer than she had originally anticipated. What should have taken her a mere week turned out to a span of three, long, hard, grueling months. Not to mention disappointing months. And now, finally, have her absence, she was finally making her way back home. Grumbling quietly to herself beneath her breath, she cursed herself and her wretched decision.. only hoping slightly that her family would not be utterly and completely disappointed in her as she would have been with another in her position. And Saladin, her Father.. the Queen could hardly even bare to think about him at the moment, and what the must think of his seemingly flaky daughter. Waves of anger tore through her chest then; aimed at no one specifically save for herself. She was angry with herself, disappointed in herself, upset with herself; pissed off in a rather royal fashion, quite befitting for her status. If she even held that any longer. She had long since passed the faint borders of her lands, to which she had made sure to scent every single foot she came across, leaving a messaged that would scream in the face of others; THIS IS MY HOME. THIS IS SATANICAN LAND. ANYONE WHO WISHES TO CHALLENGE MAY DIE AT MY JAW; OR TUCK TAIL AND RUN. RUN FOR THEIR LIVES. Shaking her crimson skull to rid herself of such negative thoughts, she paused midstride as a sudden scent caught within her olfactory senses; Quirino. Her prince, her son, her pride and joy. Without another thought she was pivoting on her paws in his direction, keeping up her gentle wolf lope until she came upon him.
He was laying down, resting, it seemed, but it wasn’t his position that caused her to raise her hackles. It was his body, the transformation he had undergone since she had last seen him; he had grown up so much in such a short time. And yet even that wasn’t what caught her off guard the most. It was the multitude of injuries and hurts that laced his frame, all healing quite well, letting her know she had taught him well. But.. that did not take away the basis of his wounds. By the barely detectable scent still on him, she knew it had been from the challenger he had taken on for her during her absence. Growling quietly, yet not loud enough for him to hear, at herself once again.. she slowed her step to the point of being able to approach him quietly, not wanting to disturb him, but knowing that because it was her son.. he would have heard her coming from a mile away. Not wishing to coddle, as she was not the coddling, motherly type.. she kept her distance before lowering her royal frame to the earth beside him, her bright emerald gaze fixed on him as she did so. Sighing quietly, she allowed her voice to slip forth; still as honey and deadly as it ever was.. “My dearest son..” trailing off quietly, she momentarily groped for words.. before continuing her speech to him, keeping her tones light and casual, though behind them inlaid emotions of care and concern for him, though she would never openly show or admit this to any wolf, save for perhaps the boy before her and the little girl she had raised since her birthe; Cade. “how have you been fairing? How.. is.. the family?” It wasn’t until after she finished speaking, that she realised.. he could very well be upset with her, as well as the rest of the family.. but that was a consequence she had to be willing to face because of her actions. And she was more than willing; she was almost tempted to call everyone together to see them all at once.. but pack meetings were always so tedious, and, thinking of the last one.. so confrontational. The Alpha decided it would be best to see them all individually, one on one, before facing them all at once. Beginning with her son.. if he would have her, that is. And so she waited, elegantly and gracefully lying her slender half crimson and half alabaster muzzle on her equally mismatched splashed paws, awaiting his answer.. if he decided to give her any, that is. |
| blood and snow
Alpha of Andere ; Female ; White & Crimson ; Mum of Cade & Quirino ; Lover of none |
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