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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The varg stared down into the water of a river near the border of Munashii Gekko, eyes dark and looking nearly frozen as he watched the silver streaks of fish behind it. No, he didn't try to catch anything. He didn't feel the need to eat, not for now. He merely stared, a blank shadow across the water. Soon, Consecro's gaze shifted to his rippling reflection, disgraced by his chocolate coat that contrasted with his monstrous scars. He raised his left foreleg, staring at it as if he could somehow return the missing paw. Suddenly angered at himself, he swept the stub in the water, casting away the rest of the fish and sending a searing pain through the leg. But he didn't care, not anymore.

Before his heart had frozen over in an extremely thick layer of ice, he was simply an abnormal pup with a normal life. His parents weren't around, but another pup made sure he wasn't made fun of, until she was ruthlessly slaughtered and eaten. After that, nothing could stop the torment. It was like a tidal wave of pain and suffering, especially when he was abandoned by his parents soon after. Miraculously, he survived the mental and physical pain of being a curse. A Consecro.

The wolf knew he would be taunted, just like when he was a pup, but he would take a chance and join Munashii Gekko. He knew of their dark ways, where no one could see his...defects. They would just see shadows in place of an ear, a paw, and a tail. Besides, even if they did see him, he wouldn't hesitate to lash at them if they tormented him. But he'd have to be careful with their alpha...Serris. He was an extremely untamed spirit, and if Consecro wasn't careful... He shook his head. This is what he would do, he wouldn't shy away from everything anymore. He would become stronger, challenging himself to socialize with other wolves. If he didn't make allies soon, he may die.

His three brown paws led him to the border, making him hobble as fast as he could. Pain seared up his leg, but he did not crumple to the ground. He even went faster, until he reached the aroma. The brute lifted his head and let out a screeching howl that rose and fell. When it faded, he waited patiently for one of their wolves to arrive.

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