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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The couple did not remain in their positions long, for in only a matter of what felt like seconds, the warrior had taken his place before them. All he offered to Sebastian was a glance before he spoke, his words obviously directed to his captain.
The warrior soon had made it clear that whatever training Sebastian had obtained - if he had obtained any at all - was completely irrelevant to him.

After the two had their exchange of words, the warrior had placed himself on his rear. It was only then that the attention was directed again towards Sebastian, but this time, the male had spoken, his voice and demand clear.
"You want a place in our pack- show me what you can do.
Nothing dirty, just a good clean..."


A soft burn of excitement began in Sebastian's chest as the warrior's words reached his auds, his amber orbs sweeping across the darkened scenery to gaze upon the gray titan that was placed beside him. Despite his kind and patient nature, the brute was quite vicious when it came to battle -- it was something he took much pride and joy in, and something that the ebony male had rarely left without his kill. Though, he knew very well of his intentions for the brute, and allowed the thoughts to simply fade from his mind. He didn't long to cause the slightest amount of harm.

He took a step back, away from the warrior, before turning to face his "opponent", and he remained there, silently, waiting for the other to rise from the position that he held on the ground. While Sebastian would have liked to assume that he could have simply taken him down at that very moment -- it would have proved nothing, to himself or to Marx, for it would have appeared too much of an advantage. Besides, nature called for Sebastian to mind his own manners as he offered the brute opposite of him the slightest, devilish smile.

Sebastian | Male | Pack | Adult | Mate
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