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 15, 2015 at 03:29:34 PM by Halina
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Pain. That was what her life had become. The healer in Saw Tooth, whose name Halina hardly remembered as she had been hallucinating for most of her time there, had saved her life - that was true. But she was far from healed. The damage that the poison had done to her system was irreversible, with only time as the only way to heal. Thus all of her joints were inflammed, and many of her vessels were likely leaky now. All of her skin was covered in bruises and her flesh was swollen. Each movement, no matter how minute, was a dull yet strong pain. A part of her desired to simply stay within her den and hide from the world while her body recovered. To hide from the stares of others at her abhorrent swollen body... at her wrecked leg that showed a gaping wound, the result of the necrosis that had followed. To prevent more pain than was necessarily... though even with her lying still she had pain as her full weight was on her ventrum or her side, depending on how she was lying upon the ground. But there were three things that kept her out of her den, moving through the territory slowly but steadily. Pain - it was now a relative term. When the poison had reached her nerves, it had been like nothing she had ever experienced, a utterly complete agony that was continuous and from which there was no reprieve. In comparison, what she was now suffering was minimal, and the eboness was likely to never react to pain the same again... for nothing could ever pain her as the poison had. Logic. The healer... yes, she now remembered, her name had been Kahlan... the healer said that movement would hasten her healing as it would increase her circulation and help clear the bruises that would form. That and bathing in cool water to decrease the inflammation that was still ongoing. This was what brought her to the cold stream in which she now entered, each paw stepping in tenderly, the cold shocking her in a refreshing manner and she purred in relief, imagining all of the inflammation seeping from her damaged flesh. Stubborn anger. She had, in her childhood sought to hide from her peers from a sense of fear and shame. But now it was a stubborn anger. Anger that she had ever allowed Draven to live - sure, she had scarred and injured him completely, tearing part of his ear clear off. But he had come back with a vengeance and wounded not just her but Kershov as well. Luckily his body had not been as severely affected as Halina's had been and already he was already almost completely mended... but it was still Halina's fault. He had been punished already for this transgression... and would continue to be punished likely for a long while still. But she would not allow him to affect her life as he once had. She focused on the anger, rather than the pain. She focused on it rather than the fear. She focused on it until all that remained of her soul was a seething anger that kept her going and energized. The water lapped at her pelt, and as she stood stock still, her pain ebbed away to a minimum, but then a call demanded her presence. Demanded her movement. Without a thought to her pain she turned, and she could have swore she heard herself creak. Grimacing briefly, she turned toward the center of the terra and pushed herself up the hill though her muscles protesting with each stride, until she reached the peak. There, upon the top, stood the Ice King, the brute who had dragged her to Saw tooth, his teeth marks still within her nape, thereby saving her life. Dare she say she considered him a friend? He was her lord and master... and depending upon whether the word 'friendship' could be applied to their relationship, she either owed him indefinitely and owed him her life, or owed him solely her gratitude and loyalty. The two were not separate, for she would die for him regardless, thinking him a worthy leader who could truly make a difference. But it was a thought that would require further ponderance. Slowing, her lungs rasping harshly from the effort, she approached him, bowing briefly before sitting beside him. A oxymoronic chuckle released from her swollen maw as her dark azures peered at him. "I'm looking quite attractive today, don't I? Swollen, bruised, and dripping wet. I'll be the envy of the whole pack." Her gaze turned to the slope, waiting for others to arrive. "How is our dear friend, Draven, doing today? Resting comfortably, I assume." || Warrioress|| My heart is my own || No Kin || Abendrot || No Rank || Azura || |
Replies:
- we could be the kings and queens - By Amias April 16, 2015 at 11:33:50 PM
WHY WON'T YOU DIE? - By Scarlet Nights April 26, 2015 at 09:19:39 AM
Watch Me Come Undone - By Enigma April 28, 2015 at 01:34:26 AM
DRAIN ME OUT - By Sebastian May 1, 2015 at 00:32:58 AM
Never Forget Who You Are - By Grey Wind May 7, 2015 at 00:48:04 AM
THE MAD KING [part one] - By KERSHOV May 7, 2015 at 03:33:01 AM
THE MAD KING [part two] - By KERSHOV May 7, 2015 at 03:34:47 AM
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Darkness Imprisoning Me - By Azula May 14, 2015 at 02:17:01 AM
I Want a Flood; I Want an Ocean - By Aimery May 20, 2015 at 02:44:07 AM
I'm a Survivor - By Halina May 20, 2015 at 02:47:27 AM
bring me a brighter tomorrow - By Enigma May 23, 2015 at 00:49:37 AM
THE MAD KING [part one] - By KERSHOV May 23, 2015 at 10:08:20 PM
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