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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To his mild surprise, the cripple actually fell to his spine and showed his vitals without so much as a second thought. And the action was not all too clumsy either. Had the boy been practicing his submission? The dark King snickered, but internally he gave the male credit. Even at a young age he had managed to overcome that which life had taken from him. Perhaps he could indeed shape the lad into a brute worthy of walking the trees of Munashii. It would certainly take some work, but he knew that he could at least attempt. And if he failed… well, he’d make a lovely piñata.

Stepping forward, Serris’s electric blue orbs kept a close eye on the boy as he placed one fore upon his exposed chest. He transferred weight to it; not enough to harm Consecro… yet. Leaning down close to his maw, the regal let rumbling words wash over him façade. “Quite. Now I’m sure, if you were any part of a wolf, you’d be able to sense my questions about your fitness to walk through my borders. But since I am such a gracious fellow…” A wide grin overtook his kissers. “…I will allow you to pass.” Leaning on his sternum to push himself off the small male, Serris calmly padded back across the edge of his territory. Sadly he couldn’t stick around much longer, but he had other matters to attend to, and Devil’s Angel would just have to handle the rest of it. Not that he was concerned with her ability. Turning his head briefly back to Consecro, the silver-laced hessian let one last string of words slip. “Do not disappoint me, boy” And then he was off into the brush, off to his other duties.


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