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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Posted on January 27, 2013 at 02:35:14 PM by Quirino
Another walk about the border, another hour of his monotonous day spent. He'd become habituated to the silence and lack of smells, so now the smell of wolves and the light sounds of communication created a bustle that he was not accustomed to. His sister and family's return had brought the light back into the pack, but had failed to bring back Qui's own light. It was strange, how his sister being back hadn't changed anything inside of him. His existence had been so empty. Solitude had changed him at the time, and even now, the negative effects of loneliness persisted. He'd been bored, annoyed and irked about the situation, and was unable to do anything to fix the numerous issues. Now, it was practically the same. His emotions hadn't changed in the slightest, leaving him rich with inner turmoil and simmering frustration. The only difference was the existence of a plausible solution to his problem. But nevertheless, he hadn't done anything to better his situation yet. He wasn't sure what to do with Cade. Half of him wanted to vent and get it over with, while the other half of him wanted to hold a grudge until she came and sought him out. The thought of his stuck up sister going to him for forgiveness filled Quirino with the same sort of immature pleasure as it would have when he was still a teen. Being alone for so long left him bizarrely stunted, unable to fully cope with situations like a responsible adult, but too aged to accept them with the cocky demeanour of a child. He had acknowledged this grudgingly with the help of a few minutes of introspection, but rather than working beyond it like a normal sentient being, he let it be, trusting that his superior, his Satanican, pysche would get him through any troubles without further adieu. Besides, in situations like this, he was almost glad to be a child. It was so much more amusing to gain pleasure from the simple things than to be forced to spend a jaded life. He was already proficient in the art of concealing his emotions, so the tiny fantasy moments and little internal smirks did no lasting harm. As of right now, he just had to let his mind expand its horizons at its own pace. No amount of rushing at social things would fix the mental scars better than the healing hand of time. The weather was pleasant. The day was not hot, but nor could it be considered cold; rather, it was simply perfect. The perfection was augmented by the sweet smell of the breeze. The wind was soft and carried with it the scent of fresh water and thriving forest. Quirino's run around the border had far from exhausted him, but even so, his options on what to do when he had completed this circuit where slim to nil. The crimson-coated hessian knew that he'd eventually have to either go to Cade or, at the very least, go NEAR Cade so she could come to him and let the scenario he'd imagined take place. Procrastination seemed like a good idea, but there was simply nothing to do with his current mindset. After some pondering, the lad decided that some post-work training would be the best option for the rest of the afternoon. However, he wasn't entirely pleased with the idea of spending long hours alone anymore... His reluctance slowed his paws as the last stretch of border lay in front of him and contributed hugely as to why the nostalgic perfume of a certain old woman caused his ears to perk in excitement and his body to move forward at a brisker pace. When Ti had vanished, Qui's assumption had been that she had crawled off to die. The thought of her returning was definitely a surprise, though not a bad one. His face held neither a smile or a frown, but his features held a pleased and satisfied angle as he trotted through the pines, muscled body moving surprisingly quietly for such a prominent figure. Qui's body was large - he took after his grandfather more than his mother. In the time since Ti had made herself scarce, he'd grown from a stringy pup to a juvenile, and now to a young adult. His eyes maintained their haughty light - winning battles against arrogant challengers hadn't done anything but bolster his pride. The only difference in his stance lay in the posture of his tail. The proud appendage was flipped over his back and held up, but the very end of it was slightly lopsided, evidence of a wound he took while fighting. A few minutes elapsed before lobo's form appeared before the lass. She was sitting, her fur patchier than ever, but still, alive was alive He watched her as he approached, dark eyes betraying slight amusement. Despite changes in physical appearance, the Quirino that jogged toward Ti now was not much different than the Quirino that had met her a few years ago. Ceasing the rapidity of his motions, the boy let his run melt into a languid stroll. Upon reaching the elder, he lowered his rump to the earth and sent his insolent voice into the atmosphere. "You look like hell, old lady." He didn't hold back when it came to the greeting. After all, he had no obligation to be respectful toward a mundane, even an old one with more life experience than any other wolf in the pack. {you're just a puppet} |
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- wip - By Tjikiju February 3, 2013 at 11:42:37 PM