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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The Way of the Warrior
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The Way of the Warrior




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His icy gaze turned upward sharply as he noticed the fae leaning forward toward him, and the tingling sensation rustled through him once more. The association was there now – it was something about the fae in front of him that caused the tingling sensation. As he finished his words, she had glanced at the ground and nodded, saying nothing. It gave time for the brute to think. First, he inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of the fae, thinking perhaps he had a strange affliction caused by any foreign scent upon the fae. But no, she smelled like a wolf, and of trees and nature, as any wolf would. Though… she did smell really good. Aindreas inhaled deeply again, confused as to why her scent would seem so different to him as compared to any other he had inhaled in the past. It smelled beautiful. Was that even possible? Aindreas cocked his cranium, confused by the sudden merging of sensing, between his olfactories and his visionaries. As his icy gaze scrutinized the fae once more, he realized that she was an attractive fae. He had noticed this before, but had not taken it for beauty. The snowy brute had noticed her obvious health, and strength, and the way her body parts fit together nicely, and had thought what a good hunting partner she would make.

But now he saw her differently, in a different light. He saw how well she took care of herself, how graceful her legs were, how her emerald eyes shone in stark contrast to her crème pelt. His plume flickered to and fro, wondering how he had missed such things before.

His introverted self was snapped to focus as the fae moved, her plume curling around her legs. How had he not noticed how rich and full her tail was, or how long her towers were? And then her voice – it was low, but it was rich and melodic, and made his audettes twitch. Had that happened before? I’m glad you’re back here then. Her words were softer than before, and then sighed. Her bodice seemed almost to sag from an invisible weight. Aindreas…Have you liked living here then? The pause after his name was long, but his name had seemed to drift in the air, hanging there long after her maw and ceased to emit noise.

His arctics noticed her slowed breath, and along with her sagged form… what had happened? Did he say something wrong? Aindreas parted his white kissers, his baritone ringing forth. “Aye, Genisys, I have liked living here. It has been quiet though. All I have done is patrol… I have not even had anyone to hunt with. I thought maybe, if Serris accepts you that is, that we could hunt together. You seem like you would be an able hunter.” The words felt awkward and cold upon his tongue, surprising the titan. He swallowed and coughed, trying to wet his tongue and get rid of the lump in his neck. Was he getting sick? Was it possible for one wolf to be allergic to another? Gazing back at the fae, he felt a sudden pang of worry about her well being. “Genisys, are you… alright? You seem down?” The brute paused, but then figured that she must just be anxious about meeting the Alpha. “I’m sure Serris will be along shortly. I believe he will accept you; clearly you would make a good addition to the pack.
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||Aindreas|| ||No Mate|| ||Munashii Gekko|| ||Adult|| ||*Azura*||

OOC- no worries at all. It’s fine and I understand <3



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