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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His voice is deep and most intoxicating in his pleasure, and the simple effect the caress of her tongue has on him. It is pleasing in itself, his reaction and of course it makes her smug as do most things. And when she's drawn away- it's within an instant that his eyes are snapping open only to refocus intensely on her. There is a new hunger in his gaze, a deadly warning that Seline does not miss. And when his voice is in the deadly whisper he gives, she has only a moment to tense herself before he strikes. She sees it happening just before it truly does, and while she would have danced out of the way with ease when it came to any other wolf- instead, she holds her ground.

His chest is slamming into her spine, the pressure of his weight and muscles forcing her frame more into the water and a rather loud groan to sound past her lips. This is it, what she has been waiting for from him- to finally act and cease with the pretty and sultry dance they have been in for far too long. His body is rigid and firm against hers, making her voice her enjoyment in a most feral and primitive growl. His jaws are closing around her nape and while her first and foremost instinct screams at her to pull away from him- she does not obey. Instead she pushes up hard against him, arching her spine so that she could feel even more of him- feel the very blood pumping through his veins and the steady rythm of his heart. This is what the Satanican Queen has been after since first laying her venom jade gaze upon the glacial male. It did not matter that he had known Cade, had perhaps even toyed with her himself. He was hers and they would all damn well know it. He would damn well know it.

Rewarded with her good behaviour, he is soon against her full flush, straddling her fourm still half submerged in the water, making her wiggle her body just a bit in a rather enticing manner. No words came from her, as no words were needed. It was all action from this point out. She kept her body relaxed and buttery against his for a long while before she herself exploded in a sudden whirl of blood and snow. Though she is lighter than him, she is more than agile and quick. Aiming to catch him off guard, she suddenly slams her back up hard against his chest- not attempting to throw him off completely as that would be folly, but to dislodge him for but a moment. In doing so it would give her time enough to slip out from under him- only to turn on the flip of a dime back in his direction. Seline wastes no time if she is successful freeing herself beneath him. She is upon him, her scarlet stained jaws parted wide to aim for the side of his neck. If her mark is true she would close her teeth around his throat- giving just enough pressure to draw gentle blood. She was playing with fire, and she knew it- and maybe, just maybe she wanted to get burned.


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