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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Not a moment after, did an ebony shape appear before them. A wolf. Not just a wolf, but an alpha at that.
Alleria could feel the blood within her travel as her heart raced. Was this him? The brute she waited so long to see with her very eyes? Yes.. maybe it was him.
"Alleria," she spoke smoothly. Her song ringing so clearly through the crisp night air. She took a small step back, and leaned low to the ground, her crown swooping down before him.

Her sapphire orbs were trained on the dirt beneath her as her lips found the words to say as her skull rose.
"Serris.. " she spoke, barely a whisper. Soft enough that she alone could hear.
"My name is Alleria, alpha. And I want to be within the pack for one reason: I need a place to belong in."
Sure it wasn't the whole truth, but she didn't need the male knowing her identity. If she spoke of her mother, he would think of her differently.. would he not?

Oh, her mother. Kyari Masquerade. With fur as white as snow. Eyes the color of gold. She knew this brute long ago, and Alleria was unaware of their relationship. Or if they even had one, for that matter.
Kyari never spoke more than being his aqquaintence, so being good within his eyes was a safe route in regards to maybe being disliked because of her.

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