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 lass had left the packlands, a rare occasion, simply to spend some time alone while everything was quiet at Munashii Gekko. Her short travel had taken her to Misty Mountain; she heard the place had a nice view. The climb had been thrilling and the view at the top had been nice like she had expected and the demoness stayed for a little while. It wasn’t long before she decided that she should be heading back to the pack lands though, and she soon began the descent down the rocky slope. Devil hadn’t been expecting anybody around since she hadn’t seen a soul since she arrived, and one could say that she wasn’t paying real close attention to her surrounding area, other than the path that her paws traveled on. By the time she realized someone was rushing up the trail, it was too late for her to jump or maneuver out of their path.

Either way, the point was that the next thing the chocolate and snow colored lady knew was that she was skidding down the mountain side. For a brief moment there that soon disappeared as well and she was free falling to the ground before she landed with a thud. Devil was battered, scratched up, and received a sprained limb and injured hip. Chocolate soul gates held slight pain but mostly fury because another wolf, a stranger, had pushed her off the path. There was no shock about that, loners, from her experience that is, always had it out for anyone else. A savage snarl escaped her, and she would have gone after the bitch/bastard if she could of but currently she was going nowhere.

A day, maybe even two, passed before she forced herself to rise and move, walking was slow and painful but she managed to make it to a somewhat sheltered overhang. Time passed again, the amount was unknown to her, and she remembered growing hungry and restless. One day she found a rabbit before her and realized a loner must have left it. But why would someone do that? Suspicion rose in her and for awhile she didn’t eat the prey. Not until her stomach got the better of her and she made sure nothing was wrong with the small mammal.

Devil’s recovery was slow and painful, especially since she couldn’t get back to Munashii until her limbs healed enough to travel there. Her body lost a noticeable amount of weight during this time period, but it wasn’t to the extent of her being nothing but bones. Time passed and she was soon able to travel, her front limb and hip still hurt, but the pain wasn’t too much for her to bear. The gaping wound in her hip no longer looked gruesome and now held some healing tissue as the damage was well on the way of repairing itself. Her sprained front limb wasn’t so bad anymore and held only a slight limp and she did her best to betray no pain. After all she didn’t want to look like anybody’s prey. Besides pain was a friend. Determination was what pushed her all the way to the packlands and it only eased when she could smell the familiar scents of Munashii Gekko.

Devil’s Angel had been away for a while; in fact she wasn’t even sure how long since her paws last touched Munashii Gekko packlands. It was good to be back though, well not exactly back since she hung at the border. The lass had no idea what kind of reception she would receive and therefore waited for a pack member or Serris to come along. Her nose detected the scent markers on the border and that was how she knew the titan still ruled these lands.

Not that she doubted he would still be here, he proved himself a loyal and adept alpha. Devil lowered her form to the ground and waited for another wolf to show, her front right limb still somewhat sore as she was careful to keep her hindquarter weight even and not completely on her still healing hip. Chocolate orbs watched the forest lands before her and waited for the tiniest hint of movement.

/ Devil’s Angel / Female / Loveless / Munashii Gekko-Omega / Pupless / Firestorm /

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