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 24, 2014 at 06:09:55 PM by Enigma
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Time seems to have gone by in slow motion as of late. I've been keeping up with the pack from the shadows, watching and observing while refusing to interfere. Kershov and Scarlet only seem to grow closer. She has earned his faithfulness and his trust, but has she also won over his heart? It would seem so but everyone who knows the arctic king knows that he likes to keep a mask on at all times. He's good at being convincing as well. There was a time when I wondered just how close Kershov and I would become. We understand each other better than most. With just one shared look, I know what he's thinking and what he wants to do. I wonder if he and Scarlet share that kind of connection yet. A bit of jealousy swirls in my veins. And then there's my own addiction to the shadows and a certain male by the name of Marx. I haven't seen much of him since our little game of Truth or Dare in the darkness of the den. I have fun with him and enjoy his company. I can be myself around him while also I'm able to be whoever I want. I can be open and honest with him and sarcastic all in the same time frame. Nothing turns him away from me. He's faithful. While other females may have their eyes on him, he never bats an eye back in their direction. I wonder if he thinks about me as much my own thoughts stray to him. He's a great commander, always calling for updates on his soldiers. They are all at his beck and call. He's come a long way since disappearing. There's a new unfamiliar scent on the horizon, a mysterious male waiting at the borders. I would go check it out but something about the posture of his form screams for the attentions of the alpha female. I'm sure Scarlet will have some fun with him, as long as she doesn't have too much fun. Speaking of fun, there's a soldier I've been keeping my eye on, a female by the name of Hestia. She has a thing for melodies in exotic languages and staring up at the moon and Marx seems determined to have conversations with her. My hackles prickle at the thought of her fur rubbing against his. If only looks could kil. There's a new playful girl to watch out for too. A girl by the name of Morgana has even ventured to try her disarming eyes on Kershov. Hestia couldn't let her take the spotlight though so she joined in as well, playing that twin seductress attitude to try to wile away the icy alpha's attentions. It seems he wouldn't be swayed so easily though. I remember when I used to be like, using my body against another female's to tug the attentions of other males to my favor. It used to be all fun and games. When did I lose that spark? I wonder if I'll get to run across either of the flirty females soon. I would like to see how Hestia and Morgana really play with others. To make matters more entertaining, Aviias has decided to rejoin the flock. Of course she found her way straight back to Kershov, still trying her luck with the alpha. Of course, there is that LITTLE matter where Kershov offered the priss MY TITLE. Sure, I haven't been as active as of late but to make her worthy of it? Does he really want to see a bloodbath on Abendrot soil? Cause that's exactly what he'll get. Let her come to me and try to use that wording. I'll shove it right back down her throat. Just because I'm not where you can see me doesn't mean I'm any less dangerous in the shadows. I'm back to play and its time some new rules were made. |
Replies:
- RAISE MY FLAGS Don my clothes - By Marx April 26, 2014 at 01:07:38 PM
Watch me Come Undone - By Enigma April 26, 2014 at 07:42:46 PM