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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Posted on August 7, 2013 at 03:57:52 AM by Grey Wind
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_________________________________________________________________________ OOC: so just so you guys know, Grey Wind lost a fight due to my newbie mistake of posting a few hours past the week limit, I thought it was to the day not hour. I don’t know if he would have lost anyways but he really is a great warrior, it was my fault he lost not due to his fighting! XD IC: The brute was angry, angrier than he had been in a long time. Almost as angry as when he had lost his father, almost. He had lost his first fight ever. He didn’t lose fights; it wasn’t in his being to lose. He was a strong fighter, a fierce warrior, and he could take on anything that the world threw at him. It was out of his control that he had lost, but he had still lost. The fur on his neck stood on end and a growl came from his throat. He had to do something to redeem himself, but what was he to do. The fight had not done much damage to him, nothing more than a few scars. He was tough and he was not going to let a few small wounds to affect him at all. The warrior was 100% his normal self. There was nothing that would inhibit his fighting abilities, despite the fight that he had lost. Grey Wind was pacing back and forth in a small grouping of trees, debating what to do. He had been around Blossom for a while, keeping to himself in the shadows until he knew what he wanted to do with his life. Challenging to be a pack alpha had clearly been too ambitious. Stupid. I was stupid and careless. How did I think I could just go to a pack and take over. Yes, I would be a great leader, but no one would really accept me or be loyal to me if I just took over. I’ll have to figure something else out to do from here… His thoughts were jumbled. He needed some way to focus himself, find some way to refocus his energy and time. A pack. That’s what I need, a pack. But which one? Bright Moon is out of the question. I need a strong pack. One with a good leader and strong warriors. I need a pack that I can really belong to and strive in….Abendrot The pack came to him suddenly. He had watched all the packs and he knew what they were like and which ones he would never fit into and which ones were possibilities. His gut was telling him Abendrot was the one for him. They had a strong group of soldiers that he knew were led by Marx. Kershov, the alpha, knew what he was doing as a leader and his wolves were loyal to him. Perhaps Grey Wind could fit in there and pledge loyalty to Kershov as well. A pack with a group like Marx’s soldiers was definitely the place for him, he should fit in very well there. Maybe he would even be able to join the ranks. There would be nothing he would rather do than have a group like that to pledge himself to. Grey Wind swiftly made his way to the trees that surrounded Abendrot’s territory. His powerful legs took him through the trees swiftly, the wind flowing through his pelt as he ran. It did not take him long to reach the borders of Abendrot, the strong scent of its warriors reaching his nares. He stood at the borders, not in an aggressive stance, but in a powerful one. Letting whoever greeted him know that he meant business, but that he was not here to harm or challenge their pack. He let loose a howl from his lungs, calling to the wolves in the pack, but especially to the alpha and even to Marx. He wanted the two brutes to know that he would make a great member to their pack and to their ranks. ________________________________________________________________________ |
Replies:
- I never said you'd survive your fall [Ker] - By Marx August 9, 2013 at 01:34:41 AM
FROZEN MASS GRAVE - By KERSHOV August 16, 2013 at 03:15:32 PM
Never Forget Who You Are - By Grey Wind August 18, 2013 at 03:59:40 AM
Your below me thats who you are - By Marx August 20, 2013 at 11:34:11 PM
Never Forget Who You Are - By Grey Wind August 25, 2013 at 05:49:42 AM
FROZEN MASS GRAVE - By KERSHOV September 8, 2013 at 01:24:43 PM