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 February 19, 2014 at 10:48:41 PM by Scarlet Nights
Ivory paws were splattered with mud; a slight grimace passed her features as she stood, muscles stretching tight and in turn, fresh scar tissue threatening to rip. There was a limp in her step, but you’d be a fool to think her vulnerable. Her opponent came off ten times worse and had a higher chance of dying from infection. The queen gathered her robes about her and set off at a leisurely pace, knowing newcomers did not stray far from Abendrot- they knew this was a pack of dedication, loyalty and most of all- unbridled power and strength. Muscles soon loosened and her walk became enjoyable, once a beautiful dame, the last challenged her left her features marred and imperfections couldn’t started to describe the permanent snarl the opponent had placed upon her kissers. A scar etched out a decent, but clean, line of graying freshly grown tissues about her right eye. Her opponent had nearly damn blinded her and she was glad it didn’t happen. If you rule, you risk everything. You have nothing.
Name yourself and your intentions, strangers don’t do well on our borders.
More than anything, she was anxious to see how Kershov got on in the fight. She could only assume it was over by now and that he had won- no wolf had come to ask her for a challenge fight. His highness was probably regaining his strength before returning- as Scarlet did. Eyes razed the body of her newest play toy. She was a pretty thing, mostly ivory with scarlet markings- not enough to be Demonica related- that was the last thing she needed- another relative. She didn’t allow her mind to drift, but instead remembered the strangest dream. She was in a den suckling pups and they were the most robust, strong looking brood she had ever laid witness to. A particular pair of brothers in the litter stood out- they were both snow white. Is this a sign of what’s to come…what must come?
She would mention it to Kershov, the small number of heirs he had were running out and a line of heirs that resided with him, trained by him, would be the grounding for his lineage to run Abendrot for many more years to come. They would grow stronger, meaner and more defined as the lead pack in Blossom and with more heirs came more chances to take over other packs. Scarlet Nights was not satiated with just one terra- Demonica’s way was to either ally or destroy. The only step left after she had given him heirs was to divide the packs of blossom into two groups.
Allies.... and Foes.
[Why won't you just die?]
Replies:
- Play on Love - By Hestia February 20, 2014 at 00:39:19 AM
born amidst the blood, screams and torture - By Scarlet Nights February 23, 2014 at 06:59:32 PM
Play on Love - By Hestia February 23, 2014 at 11:09:18 PM