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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Should the alabastar titan have been worried? His life turned upside down and his name pure shit on the pitchforks of his original homelands residents? Onyx squinted for all but a brief moment contemplating his own question when really he already knew the answer. Casting a quick glimpse toward his sister, the charming demon tugged a smirk to his kissers, this was all just another adventure. Onyx always went with the flow, giving little thought to the consequences of his actions, accepting the good and the bad, making the most of both turning every situation he could in to play time. Tonight was no different. Blossom was new to him but already he knew it held potential to become his new playground, mhm.. He could settle here no doubt

With his sister beside him, the alabastar hessain waited and pleaded for the sun to go down giving him chance to sneak from the shadows of the den that had held him captive for too long. He couldn't risk going up in flames ofcourse, but the sun was a curious creation. Ears perk before falling flat to the males skull when he feels the weight of his sisters nip on his flank. Bitch, she was fucking asking for it. Before the boy has chance to get his revenge, Sakari is flying off in to the darkness, standing out against the darkness about as much as Onyx would, too. He yawned and stretched out his limbs before pulling his semi-muscular self to his paws. It was then it occured to him that Damon was gone, hell, so was everyone. Curious indeed, Onyx shook his crown briefly before pushing his weight forward heading after his sister, guessing she knew something he didn't.

As predicted, the misty soldier stood out a mile against the shadow-y greenery surrounding him on his travels though it didn't bother him greatly, he was very much used to being on the front line for predators, he always had his family to back him up if need be. Mismatched stargazers focus on Sakari, following her loud movements throughout the forest until she disappears within the brush of a packland. What the fuck was she playing at? It all came clear when Onyx picks up on Damons fresh scent close by, no doubt she was following him and without hesitation the white soldier is doing the same, pushing his limbs forward in order to catch up with his sister and with any luck, find his brother along the way.

Finally catching up, Onyx eases off to a steady, brisk walk when foregn scents come in to contact with his radar, causing his banner to sway in anticipation. Hus body shook with immediate adrenaline, much like it did when he hadn't tasted that metallic fluid for what his body believed to be too long a time. His pink tongue swept across his pearly daggers seductively while his long appendages continued to carry him subconciously toward the prize up ahead.

His eyes did little to take in those around him, instead he instantly falls in to predator mode, summing up those available, those with the most meat and ofcourse, the fresh pup that would turn out to be his easiest target. Onyx suffered his demons regularly, having little control over his thirst for blood at this point. Damon had been teaching he and Sakari how to control said thirst, but fighting against instinct was a hard and dangerous thing to do. The males amber and green gaze shuffled from one wolf to the next, his face held no expression whatsoever and to some he may even have appeared to be in pain, fighting back his inner demon he believed to be the better half of him. Sakari's smoothe voice fills the air distracting him briefly. Her sarcastic nature made her who she was and she wouldn't be his sister if she didn't refer to these foreign dudes as a buffer. Onyx chuckled before answering. "That's what big brothers are for, Sakari, haven't you heard? I call dibs on the runt"

His eyes fall to the ground eyeing the youth, the smallest yet most desirable of the lot. Mhm, he would do nicely. Now if only Damon would give the go ahead he could claim his fill and get the fuck outa' dodge, there had to be better things to do that hang around this place fulla fucking stiffs. There really was more life in a graveyard.


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