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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Prison hadnt been here long and he'd payed many visits to his friend, Kobato. At this point, Prison had stopped eating and had spent most of his time with Kobato. Even though she didnt remember him. As he was walking to where she had been last time, he noticed another smell. The teen bristled and his pace quickened. When he got to the entrance, he looked at the older female, a relieved sigh came from his maw and he walked forward towards Kobato. Sticking his nose into her fur. ''It'll be okay Kobato. You just have to get better" He told her. Trying to help out best he could. Then his attention came to Calla, still standing by Kobato. ''The names Prison. This is Kobato, the princess of Munashii Gekko.'' he said, as if he really could show any authority when he couldnt. The scar along the left side of his face didnt bother him as much as it used to, neither did his torn left ear. It was just a memory of his parents, that was all.

He let his tongue now rasp over Kobato's head, between her ears. You have to get better Kobato, you can't just leave me and everyone else. He thought to himself and let his head bury in her fur, gently. Trying not to hurt her. The stench of her being sick he had gotten used to and he would probably have the smell all over him from now until or if Kobato got better.

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