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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Posted on February 19, 2013 at 09:30:15 PM by Aindreas
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The white brute raised his head, his nares inhaling the scent of a unknown lupine. Although he was new to the pack, he had travelled around the edge of the pack each day to accustom himself to all of the scents of the pack. He could pick out the scents of each of his packmates, even though he had only met Serris, his lord, and Kobato, Serris’ adopted daughter. Upon processing the unknown scent, he raised his body off of the ground and shook himself, racing the blood to his extremities. He did a quick stretch before trotting off toward the edge of the boundary. He had no ranking in the pack, but he had made a promise to Serris to be one of his warriors, and he would not allow an unknown lupine to remain near to the packlands unaccompanied. It was dark still, and he travelled by his memory of the lay of the land and by the scent upon the ground. A few moments later a loud sound entered his ears, and it came from the same direction as the unknown scent. His teeth bared a second. Just then, the scent came full force, and he stopped. Before him, he could make out the form of a blonde fae in a heap on the ground. The scent of blood was intermingled with the scent of the fae, and he stopped before the edge of the boundary. The fae laid outside of the boundary still – a good sign – but he trusted no one. He lifted his maw to the sky and called for Serris, his alpha. He hadn’t used his vocals since he had entered the back, so the call was rough, but it called for his lord and told of the arrival of the stranger. Aindreas stood his ground firmly as he watched the small fae, and said nothing. His white coat glimmered in the occasional moonlight that found its way through the trees, and his plume waved back and forth. His muscles were tensed, ready to pounce upon the fae should she try to cross the boundary without receiving Serris’ blessing. A slight smirk crossed his maw. The brute was – for lack of a better word – happy. He had a purpose in life again – to defend the pack he now called home and to serve the alpha. |
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- ||RIGHT TO THE TOP|| - By S ø r α n n α February 20, 2013 at 10:12:03 PM
The Way of the Warrior - By Aindreas February 21, 2013 at 04:49:26 AM
|| miles of clouded hell || - By S ø r α n n α March 1, 2013 at 04:56:24 PM
The Way of the Warrior - By Aindreas March 1, 2013 at 07:03:12 PM
[monologue] for a sleepless night - By Serris March 8, 2013 at 04:23:12 AM
The Way of the Warrior - By Aindreas March 8, 2013 at 07:08:02 PM