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 January 6, 2014 at 06:12:19 PM by Aindreas
 The Way of the Warrior ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ Phantom painted of the whitest pelt floated across the land silently, except for the growl that was let loose from his maw, the only sign that showed that he was real and not a mirage. This was not how it was supposed to go. After he had sworn that he would get revenge on Kalgalath... well much in his life had changed. He had found out that the grey brute with whom he shared his gaze was actually his father and that Kalgalath had come back for him, a concept hard for the ivory titan to understand. Shortly afterward, he had had a family reunion with his mother and siblings... but since that life had taken its course once more. Abandonment continued as it always had. Nika - his mother disappeared after swearing that she would not. His brother, Rohan, had fallen silent and disappeared from his sight. Genisys, after swearing to him her love, had fled from Munashii Gekko, not returning. And then, there was his Lord and Master, the one to whom Aindreas had sworn his eternal loyalty. Serris, who so often fell silent for months, had simply disappeared. Eventually, Adara, Aindreas' sister had shown up at Munashii Gekko as had been the plan. Rohan and Adara were to join Munashii Gekko to join Aindreas with the hopes of forming a family once more. With Serris' continued absence, however, Aindreas had come to the logical conclusion - that the Alpha was never going to return. He had called a pack meeting at which Adara had made it known her plans to challenge for the position of Alpha. Serris clearly had good timing for he returned in a rage, calling Aindreas a betrayer and called Adara his bitch of a girlfriend. If he had cared about Aindreas at all, he would have known and remembered about Aindreas' feelings for Genisys. Would have noticed Adara's eyes and how they matched Aindreas' own. But no. Serris was no longer the Lord that Aindreas had thought he was. His time away from the pack had diminished the loyalty that Aindreas had felt for him, for the brute felt that that same loyalty had been betrayed. Aindreas had been nothing but loyal, and all that he had been rewarded with solitude and silence. The fight between Serris and Adara had been a vicious one, both coming away with an array of injuries that were in need of long recovery. He had not asked what the outcome of the fight had been, but until he figured it out, he would continue, as he always had, his duties to the pack, travelling around the boundaries of the packlands, scouting for aliens. The titan did not know whether he still had a ranking in the pack... Serris had been angered clearly by Aindreas' apparent "betrayal". But it didn't matter. He had his duties. But instead of the obsessive patrolling he once did, now it was on occasion. A single sweep on most days… though there were the days where he skipped patrolling all together. It was rare that he found anything or anyone of interest, most of the intruders being prey which he quickly ran down and ate. Perhaps he had gained a bit of extra padding in his inactivity… but his muscle mass had not been diminished. He was the warrior that he always had been. Today apparently was one of the days that he made his rounds around the packlands. As per usual, there was nothing of interest… until he came upon the last wolf he wanted to see. Serris, the King of Munashii Gekko himself. Silently, the brute watched the wounded Alpha dip into the iced waters of the stream that ran through the territory. Wounds littered his form and morbidly, the brute felt a glimmer of pride in his sister’s fighting ability, but it did not show upon his face. Stoic as it always was, his face gave nothing away. Arctics studied the fallen brute and, without reason to leave, he sat his haunches upon the earth and merely observed. This stream was the same that Kobato had used to mask her tracks, in order to flee the territory. She had been the first fae of only two to soft his form at all… both had left him. Everyone left him. ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ |
Replies:
- ▸ these gentle slaughter seas ◂ - By Serris January 7, 2014 at 01:49:04 AM
Loyal Til Death - By Aindreas January 8, 2014 at 03:40:39 AM
▸ these gentle slaughter seas ◂ - By Serris February 8, 2014 at 05:53:06 PM
The Way of the Warrior - By Aindreas February 19, 2014 at 11:41:49 PM