The air is heavy as you make your way through unknown territory, as you pause to sniff the air a drop of rain falls onto your nose. It is soon followed by another and another and soon the rain is pelting down in sheets, soaking you to the bone. The clouds are an angry purple and the menacing drumming of thunder rolls over the sky. Squinting your eyes against the blinding water you find yourself at the edge of a large, dark pine forest. You are too desperate for shelter to notice the scents that mark the border and plunge in, and nearly into the chilly stream that runs through the territory. You veer away and as you are shaking the water out of your fur you notice a large pair of icy blue shards gazing at you. The storm has passed now and beams of sunlight filter through the thick canopy of pines, illuminating a massive male wolf not three feet away from where you stand.
His pelt looks like a bad patchwork job of black and white and beneath them you see large, hard bands of steely muscle and you know this is a warrior for his torso is marred with many battle scars. His banner curls over his back and his lips are drawn, exposing sharp ivory daggers. When he speaks his voice is deep and dominant, like the thunder you so recently heard.
"Wolf, you have found yourself in the terra of the Andere Seite Pack. I am Eclipse, king of this land."
It is only then that you notice another pair of lanterns gleaming in the penumbra and a dark-pelted fae slinks out into the clearing to stand next to the king, her own banner waves and her green and blue eyes bore into you. She is the same size as most males and a crisscrossing pattern of scars show that she too can take care of herself. Her voice is cold and has a snake-like sound to it yet you can see they are both fair rulers.
"And I am Nephthys, queen of Andere. We don’t care much for strangers so you must make your choice, Submit to us now or flee our lands and never return. If you fail to do either you will have little time left to regret it."
The formidable pair pierces you with their gaze and you feel as if all your secrets spill out before them. You are left with a decision now. Will you submit and take refuge in this dark forest or will you flee and never know what secrets these trees hide? Make haste, you can see that the pair grow tired of waiting.
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Posted on August 17, 2013 at 09:13:46 AM by SELINE.
It's a scent that distracts Seline. Breaking her gaze from where it rested lazily on Eric, bright electric irises are sweeping all around the slight clearing. It was not something she had come into contact with in some time- since long before she had left, truly. He had been around before, when Seline was Alpha of Andere, and she remembered him well. Calix. The boy seems almost anxious as he approaches, watching each wolf in turn. Subtle recognition shows in his citrine gaze when taking in Cade and Quirino, but there is nothing when it comes to Eric or NeMO. And when those lovely irises land on Seline herself, the world stops. He's all focused on her, and as always, the Satanican Queen does not miss a beat. Ever so gracefully stalking toward him, a slow, lazy smile is caressing her eternally marred and blood stained muzzle. "Calix, my dear. How sweet of you to come home." Her words were silken honey, purred for his ears and his ears only. She had drawn close enough so that their light yet dark pelts were very slightly melded together. In her own sort of gesture, Seline's pressing her nose against his neck before bumping him and drawing away. Her lazy smile is still plastered across her muzzle as the amused glint still shines bright within her gaze. She had fun with life, as she would have it no other way. When the blood and snow Queen is satisfied with her greeting of the snow and soot boy, her attention is turning back to the wolves around her. It would seem that NeMO is finally reacting to Cade, and what she sees is not pleasing. The boy is making direct eye contact with Cade, something he refused to do with her. If she was any other wolf but herself, Seline would have visibly flinched, reacted- something, anything. But there was nothing but a subtle arching of her brow. Playing even more games now, are we, dearest little one? Well, let the games begin. She was a master of her trade, after all. But then NeMO is suddenly looking away, with his ears laid back flat against his skull. When he dips his head, part of his story is revealed to those that wish to understand. Digging beneath flesh still counts, of course. There are scars riddling his flesh there, and it gives way to why the boy acted as he did. It was beat into him, this submission. While Satanicans lived a harsh life and showed no mercy, there was a rather large difference between stealthily killing and such as to beating. Some wolves were more sadistic than others. Seline herself had her own different sides, but most of her sadist pleasures were of a rather.. more pleasing sort. And, simply because the boy was present at this pack meeting, therefore enabling the Satanicans to claim him, the pale female felt posessive over the boy. It would be a sweet thing to ever meet those that knew him when he was young. Those that might have treated him as such, those that she could sink her canines into. The more crimson the merrier, was a nice thought. Shaking her skull ever so slightly in disapproval, Seline is once again on the move. Though she knew Cade was having her fun and enjoying herself, she had had enough. Dipping down low enough to reach, the blood and snow Queen is placing her muzzle beneath NEmo's and pushing up, forcing him to bring his head back up and perhaps look back at cave. After pulling away, her silky voice is murmuring forth. "You should really try and look at those speaking with you- or harassing you, for that matter." At her second comment, Seline glanced back at Cade for a moment. "It does you wonders, NeMO." After she had finished speaking, her venom green gaze is back on Cade. "Since this is apparently your show now, take lead." It could be considered a verbal conformation that Seline did infact acknowledge the fact that Cade was Alpha, while it could also be considered a sarcastic challenge. It would entirely depend on how any wolf would view such a situation. And perhaps ever so slightly on how said wolf might know Seline. With a more than amused chuckle slipping past her sultry lips, she has a half lazy and cocky smile on her face as she turns away from her offspring. Sending a sidelong glance toward Eric she gives him a few words as well before then turning to her ultimate destination. "You. I'll find you later. We have some.. unfinished business to attend to." He's gotten all words thus far, but soon- oh so very soon will he get the bite. Venom eyes are at last upon Calix once more. Making her way over to him, Seline is drawing close again to speak for his senses only. "Now, it's your turn. I'd like a word." Her tones are teasing, playful- a mockery of the usual stern use of the words. And just like that, she's walking past him all together, and away from the rest of the wolves. Since Cade was Alpha, it was up to her to make the decisions. Sure, Seline more than likely had a say in anything, but she would not offer any wise words or anything of the sort unless sought out. Pride was an amusing thing when it truly came down to it. Such a difficult thing for some to overcome- particularly Satanicans. blood and snow
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