The forest stands tall and lush here; ancient trees reach weather-twisted arms to the sky, fighting monster-like storm clouds back with their interlacing fingers. Shadow seems to lurk everywhere you look, but it spills calmly, coolly, inspiring a sense of stealthy calm or protection rather than unease. That is, if you've forgotten what kind of creature might be stalking just out of sight...Abendrot is a land cradled by the dark woods on all sides; in the center, some of the larger trees stay behind to reveal a small plateau - a citadel where this pack can gather and defend itself from invaders. There are, of course, softer sides to the land. Clearings here and there allow the sun to throw down its rays in incongruously resplendent gold showers. Ignore the lingering scents of blood spattered here and there along the borders: those do not concern you. The river on one edge of the territory is playful enough when it hasn't been gorged by violent rain. You can choose to note the ragged claw marks raked down tree trunks and the forest floor as friendly "Home Sweet Home" signs, if you wish.
All who treasure loyalty, order, victory, and the occasional indulgence of raw visceral pleasure are welcome, once they've been approved by the ever-watchful eyes of Abendrot's Alpha. But keep one thing in mind: no matter what your motive, this is not a fool's Paradise. This is the land of soldiers, assassins, and spies. This is ABENDROT.
Make up your mind quickly and prepare to prove your worth. You wouldn't want to add to those blood spatters, would you...?
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Posted on June 18, 2012 at 06:47:43 PM by Wolverine
 A giggle erupted from the undergrowth and I struggled to not let a disappointed sigh escape my throat. I hope she’s not one of those happy-go-lucky weirdos that pop up every now and then… that would suck. This femme that approached me was of beautiful coloration... white was the most predominant dye on herself, but it would seem that the night decided that she would see the darkest of hearts… A mask spread across her palette, making those duo-toned watchers ever the more so stunning. A witch’s gaze… I suppose it’s a personal matter of what one finds to be charming... Though I must be honest and say that I did not take to her as quickly as I would have liked... Then again, I don't take to anyone that quickly anymore. Doing that will get you killed within your first day of life without your mommy there by your side to protect you from the real world’s tragic game of life and death. The valkyrie’s perfume was that of the lands I’d been bold enough to take station beside. Her words made an obvious non-humorous smirk appear on my own deadly kissers as she circles around me, banner passing through the atmosphere with an air of playfulness. I have no intention of being bought. I snap, my temper flaring. What was I? A china doll on a show case behind glass? She continues letting lyrics slide from her mandible and I lower my voice to become a breathy statement, yet still audible for her ears to pick up on. Trust me, ma'am, the feeling is mutual. What in the world was she doing? Leaning forward like that when my daggers were right in front of her. I could have just lashed out right then and there and she would have a new mark upon that pretty little head. My invisible eyebrow twitched slightly in annoyance at her movements. The nerve… Even when she leaned in, I kept my dark chocolate optics straight ahead, refusing to look her in the eyes again at this time. Once was enough, thank-you. I’d probably get a sense of vertigo if I kept contact with the two-colored stargazers. Her pink muscle slides over her ivories, looking at me as if I was a nice piece of fresh meat… and I find myself having a small problem with trying not to readjust my seat. Females… I don’t know how they do it, but somehow if you get one that has the courage of a soldier… well… they can seriously send you on the edge of a cliff, both figuratively and literally. It all depends on what their attitudes are like. Letting that held back sigh escape my labias, I close my eyes and then re-open them, looking at her straight on. What I find staring back at me is a devious little facial expression that keeps that smirk gracing the sides of my lips. So what if she had been the one to wet her lips? My, what a daring and quite attractive girl. I could eat you right up… but I bet you taste like My eyes dilate into little skimpy dots swiftly. road-kill. I was not amused by her circle game. Nor was I impressed by her nerve to get that close to my trap. If I were in a worse mood, maybe I would have given her the proper greeting of a swipe across the face… but again, I want this King. The un-named femme had his scent on the tips of her pelt… if she were that close to the Alpha, she must be pretty important. My eyes twinkle with laughter that does not send itself out into the clearing. Look at me over here pissing on an important figure and having the audacity to call it rain. Yep, that’s me. Oop. I was right. My head can’t deal with those damn colors… A sense of falling came upon me, but still, I stared straight at her… for another five seconds, then I close my horizons and look a little to the right where I can still see her movements out of my peripheral vision, but not have to deal with that mis-matched gaze. Aggressive words slide out of my maw with no set infliction size intended, but still not very kind. Deal with it. I don’t have the patience to worry about people’s feelings. I honestly don’t care if I dent someone’s beautiful little shield of mental strength. If eyes are supposed to be the pools to the soul then you must be pretty messed up. What. It was the truth. If she couldn’t handle it, well… kick me out and get it over with already. I shifted, finally getting into a more comfortable position… I was probably seated on a root before… no wonder I wasn’t comfortable where I was before- it most likely had nothing to do with that lady with the charcoal markings. I flick my audettes back, a tame yet demonic look left on my creamy palette. Well then. What would you like me to do for you- besides shut my mouth? Basically, cut to the chase and stop beating around the bush. I want to get in, and she’s toying with me at the front door. She’s taking it slow and I’d rather get things done quickly. My tassel slices through the atmosphere with impatience. | Male | Six Years | Forever Loveless | Loyalty to None | k i k i | |
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- Watch Me Come Undone - By Enigma June 21, 2012 at 03:41:55 AM
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Watch Me Come Undone - By Enigma June 30, 2012 at 02:06:35 AM
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ICE KING - By KERSHOV July 10, 2012 at 06:50:40 PM