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 April 13, 2014 at 05:24:33 AM by Hestia
Finally I've become settled in Abendrot's lands. Becoming one of the bodies of the warrior unit and showing to Marx if not assigned a place I'd make me one. In front of a small chunk of soldiers to add to my reputation. So far things were going just peachy, I won't get used to it though. For life never stayed 'stable' for long. Either way I will bask in this, more than likely brief, moment of peace. I've thought this once and I'll think it many times more; I will not be the one to let the two rulers down. With a certain pride in my step, I took my damn time striding around Abendrot. Getting the 'feel' of the lands. One must know their surroundings for one to survive them. This rule I knew strongly when I was nomadic and I'd still apply it, even when living in pack lands. Step by step I went deeper into Abendrot. Breath by breath, I learned the scents, the bodies that Abendrot embraced. I wanted to learn it all as soon as possible. As I was roaming around, sweet soft lyrics floated out of my throat. In my homelands tongue, a sweet melody I learned in the time of war, I took part in when I was a little younger. O, ómorfi, aimatirí fengári. eíste ypérocho fílo mou, ton odigó mou. lamvánoun tis lypes mou kai na tous pníxoume se vathiá ávysso. oh, ypérocho fengári, to fos to drómo mou kai na diekdikísnoun ti zoí mou. This one song I made during the earlier bloody years of my life, kept being sung. Again and again. I must've sung it at least three times before I sat on my crimson stained back legs. My head tilted back were my icy gaze could see the beautiful, dull glow of the moon. She was still as beautiful as the previous nights. The moon I thought of as a mother, in a sense she taught me about change. Almost every night she would show herself in a new form, until she disappears and shows slimmer the next. With my own special type of warmth I gave her a smile. Sitting intently in the heart of Abendrot, looking at the moon. This was my bliss, it looks like I've found it. Find Me Play on Love Hestia::Adult::Vixen::Chained by None::Consumed by None:: Warrior of Abendrot::Destinee |
Replies:
- welcome to the new world - By Marx April 23, 2014 at 11:41:14 PM
Play on Love - By Hestia April 24, 2014 at 05:52:03 PM