The forest stands tall and lush here; ancient trees reach weather-twisted arms to the sky, fighting monster-like storm clouds back with their interlacing fingers. Shadow seems to lurk everywhere you look, but it spills calmly, coolly, inspiring a sense of stealthy calm or protection rather than unease. That is, if you've forgotten what kind of creature might be stalking just out of sight...Abendrot is a land cradled by the dark woods on all sides; in the center, some of the larger trees stay behind to reveal a small plateau - a citadel where this pack can gather and defend itself from invaders. There are, of course, softer sides to the land. Clearings here and there allow the sun to throw down its rays in incongruously resplendent gold showers. Ignore the lingering scents of blood spattered here and there along the borders: those do not concern you. The river on one edge of the territory is playful enough when it hasn't been gorged by violent rain. You can choose to note the ragged claw marks raked down tree trunks and the forest floor as friendly "Home Sweet Home" signs, if you wish.

All who treasure loyalty, order, victory, and the occasional indulgence of raw visceral pleasure are welcome, once they've been approved by the ever-watchful eyes of Abendrot's Alpha. But keep one thing in mind: no matter what your motive, this is not a fool's Paradise. This is the land of soldiers, assassins, and spies. This is ABENDROT.

Make up your mind quickly and prepare to prove your worth. You wouldn't want to add to those blood spatters, would you...?

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C’leria

There are many who believe that I am simply an elegant creature. A female of grace and power. That is partly true. I am also a monster, bred and raised as such until the day I die. I am not evil, no not so much. I am just older, I have seen so much destruction, mostly from myself, and I cannot simply grease by with a smile. A snap of a twig and my gray orbs flick downward upon my pale paws. Gray streaks across the paws as they move upon the earth. I must be more silent than this. On a whim I begin to slow down, my paws lighter as they move my slender form along the earth. I am smaller than most but I am also tougher. My hide has a few scars, faded mostly but there. I have never lost a battle.

The aroma of others enter my nose and for a moment I pause, inhaling deeply. This is not a family I wish to be a part of. I am here for one thing and one thing only; to give the pack myself. It is a benefit, not to sound conceited. I have experience and I am relentless. A pack of warriors should all be like this. I allow myself to take a moment and stare into the depths of the land. No one comes into sight, not yet. I am tense, those muscles hidden underneath my thick pelt taut and ready. I am like a deadly cobra. I snort, too far in to turn back now, and move forward towards the border.

A part of me wants to charge in, cease the castle and take my throne. I was a queen at one point. A worshipped queen but those days are long gone. I was getting older and I do not wish to reign as of now. A break is what I need. I stop at the border, resting my weight on my haunches and curling my long tassel around my slender pillars. My ears are flattened but I cannot help it, they are always flattened against my skull. My gray irises are void of emotion, revealing nothing of what goes on inside the dark recesses of my mind. There, I wait for I know that soon they will come.

[ 8 summers ][ female ][ loner ] [ played by SuniiDii ]




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