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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Dark clouds had broiled into an impressive thunderhead and Maroq paid it no heed, he didn’t care that it started pelting down; the rain would be the least of his troubles. His snout searched or scents, almost impossible to find amongst the smell of damp earth and fresh greenery springing to life. He remained seated, eyes scouring into the bush and before he thought about asking Henadin in he’d like to take shelter, a ivory and crimson lass strode up. Maroq’s features only let slip a small smile as she approached and shook herself off, only to continue to be saturated. She was the complete opposite of him in age and she directed her words at himself, noticing he’d taken the lead on this one.

The pleasure is mine, to be sure. I am from Saw Tooth, asked to come here by my alpha ‘Moth’, as she expresses interest in our packs sharing more than a subtle knowledge about one another. However she is cautionary to ally herself with a pack she knows little about, therefore we are here to learn what we can about you, your members and your land, whether that be as guests in your pack today or simply talking to your lovely self on this border here.

Maroq could not promise an alliance, it was up to Moth, however, he knew the young ess before him would realize his influence on her decision was what she could take advantage of. With packs like Abendrot going on the offensive, who would turn down a chance of an alliance with a strong pack? He had left it up to the alpha to choose how strict she would be, although it was left implied that a pack unseen by his eyes would be deemed as hiding something- even if they pinky sweared they weren’t. Maroq kept a small smile on his features, but it was clear he did not consider himself anywhere close to safe if anything; they could be about to enter a dragon’s den. While Maroq waited, he made sure his body language mirrored that he was no threat and all it would take to send them on their way was a simple word. Leave.

Still, Maroq was determined and that shined through in the hopeful look in his eyes.
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