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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So it has come, as I always knew it would. True, the land has been laid to waste as of late with no new scents to fragrance the borders. With Cade on the lam again and Seline as mysterious as ever, it leaves few behind to keep everything in check. Maybe I should pull my weight a little more and call everyone together, whoever "everyone" could be at this time. What would I have them do? A pack hunt? With the numbers, we'd probably be lucky enough to take down a fawn. Plus, a hunt doesn't work for me cause the meat does nothing to my hunger. I thirst for something...richer in value. Meat doesn't cut it for me, not alone.

The male's scent reaches me about the same time as his howl. Trying to make ourselves known, hm? I can't blame the fellow for wanting this land for his own. Andere Siete is definitely a sight to behold. It holds such mystery and beauty. Of course, it's lacking without the grace of Cade here to permeate the air. With Seline missing as well, the land is like a ghost town. I think I caught a whiff of Nemo not too far back. I'm glad to see the kid's still hanging around. I really need to get with him and see what he's made of. If no one else is going to take him under their wing and teach him, I guess I'll just have to volunteer for the position. With Godric gone from my life, it's about time I start teaching someone my trade.

I make it to the borders in record time, my lean legs carrying me at swift speed, second nature kicking in to make my steps silent as well as quick. I'm the white shadow that should be easy to see but my instincts keep me blended into the background just as well as a darker colored wolf. I am the ghost of the pack lands. I am the killer that waits in the darkness. I am the vampire of Blossom Forest. Ice blues pierce through the shadows to see the wolf waiting for me and I smirk, glistening white canines revealed as I run a smooth tongue across the surface.

"Meet me at the clearing...don't be late."

With that, I spring past the wolf, white fur daring to almost brush the tendrils of his own fur as I sprint to the battle arena.


əric
so just bite me baby
and drink all my blood


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