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 July 8, 2013 at 06:37:47 PM by Aindreas
 The Way of the Warrior ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ Aindreas was still moping over the disappearance of Genisys, and was still shocked by the confession of emotions that he had let loose to her brother, Exodus. He had never been a lovie dovie lupine, nor had he been one who even knew about emotions aside from the dark ones: anger, betrayal, and the like. He couldn’t believe that she was gone from his life for forever. Why did he offend her so? But then a vocal reached his auds, causing his bodice to leap off of the earth that he had been laying upon. All of his muscles tensed, all of his senses hyperattentative. The howl seemed to be music to his ears, a sweet melody that pulled at his heartstrings and made him want to approach the origin of it. For it was her vocals; of that he was sure. Quickly, his muscles pushed him off, leaping him into action. His stride was long, and soon lactic acid began to build up in his muscles from the quick motion, especially without the stretching that he should have done beforehand. But it was worth it. All of it was worth it when her snowy pelt came into his visionaries in all of its beauteous glory. A smile crept onto his kissers and her name slipped out of his maw. “Genisys…you didn’t leave.” The pup had never felt such elation in the entirety of his being. The moment, however, was brief when he realized that there was a wolf behind her that was standing on opposite side of the boundary. A brute. Jealousy once more flowed into his bodice, the way it had when he had first seen Exodus in Genisys’s company. Who was he? What was his business with the fae? The titan looked oddly familiar, and then Aindreas noted his orbs and his nares flared with his scent, and his lips raised, exposing the tips of his canines. For the eyes matched his own. And his scent was similar to his own. “Rohan…” Though his brother may not recognize him, Aindreas surely recognized the brute. For after his mother had abandoned him, deciding to only keep his two siblings, Aindreas had snuck around the trio, watching, observing them. Stealing tidbits off of the remnants of their meals, and wishing that he had been with them. So he knew the brute in front of him well and held no lovelost for him. Rohan had seemed to be the favored male pup by being the one that his mother had decided to keep. To see him here, now… what could it mean? Aindreas approached Genisys and rubbed against her subtly, wishing he could firmly nuzzle her, rubbing his scent upon her, claiming her as his own. But he couldn’t. She didn’t want him. Could it be… could it be that she also would choose Rohan over him? "What is your business here, brother" Aindreas' words were court, and he spat out the last word with sarcasm. For they were brothers in blood only. Not in family. Not in memories. ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ |
Replies:
- .:Half Truths:. - By Rohan July 8, 2013 at 08:03:29 PM
it's only the beginning - By GENISYS July 9, 2013 at 01:45:50 AM
The Way of the Warrior - By Aindreas July 13, 2013 at 01:05:02 AM
.:Half Truths:. - By Rohan July 14, 2013 at 02:15:34 AM
The Way of the Warrior - By Aindreas July 16, 2013 at 09:05:59 PM