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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Aindreas shook his cranium, try to get the vision of Genisys walking away out of his mind. He felt hollow and lost as if a piece of him had not only disappeared but had been ripped apart from him. It was terribly painful and Aindreas was overly shocked each time that he realized that he was not bleeding. How was it possible that there was no mark of a wound on him and yet he hurt so much? The snowy titan needed a release, and needed a distraction. So when the scent of an unknown lupine crossed his nares, Aindreas lost no time in racing toward the unknown scent. His Alpha had graced him with the honor of a rank in the pack – Epsilon. With such an honor, he had duties now. Among them were patrolling the boundary and intercepting unknown wolves, to prevent them from crossing the boundary without permission. Now, however, he could also accept them into the pack himself, without having to bother his Lord. Though they would have no rank or say in the pack until Serris deemed them worthy, they would in fact not even be Omegas, they would be members and would be allowed to enter the terra.

His tall muscled legs brought him toward the boundary swiftly, expecting just another wolf to be there, but as the fae came into his visionaries, for a moment the brute felt as if the air had been strangled from his lungs. The lupine at the border was pure white, as he was. As Genisys was. Aindreas’ mind had been going soft with his continual solitude, and he had become overly emotional and… a bit crazy, to be honest. Though he was getting better with the return of life to the pack, he still occasionally catching his mind playing tricks on him. So when the white lupine came into his sight, all he saw was Genisys. All he saw was her. The brute uttered her dubbance under his breath quietly, quieter than a whisper. “Genisys…” Only the wind heard it, and the breeze caught the name and swept it away from him. In the next moment, Aindreas’ logic went to work. The fae was not Genisys – this one was shorter, or rather, smaller in general. She was but a teen, not even having reached adulthood. His hopes plummeted once more, but he shook his head, erasing from his mind the thought of her for the moment.

Instead, he focused on the only other thing in his life that mattered – his Lord. His duties to Serris had been the only important thing for him in a while, so much so that he had become obsessive. Though he would not return to his obsessive self, he would focus on performing his duties to the fullest. The snowy titan approached the smaller fae and turned his icy gaze upon her. “State your name and business with the Munashii Gekko pack. If it is to join, state why you would be an asset to the pack. The lord here, Serris, wishes for strong wolves, ones that would benefit the strength of the pack. Speak truthfully and quickly, before I become bored with you.” His voice was rough, and would perhaps always be rough from the years of disuse. He kept his plume half-cocked, as was his right as a ranked wolf, but not so erected as to imply a higher rank. He remained motionless as he loomed over her, awaiting a response.

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||Aindreas|| ||No Mate|| ||Epsilon of Munashii Gekko|| ||Adult|| ||*Azura*||




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