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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It seems she would mostly like to stay silent, choosing not to speak when I ask for her name and then then of her purpose for this particular outing. Instead she merely falls into step with me, chuckling under her breath, a rather attractive sound. She shrugs but keeps walking, her stride only pausing at my introduction. I know it's rather lengthy but I don't like to leave anything out. I have been taught from birth to be proud of my lineage and the blood I come from. It is all I know, all I am. The Satanican line is that of fighters and killers and we protect our own. My brother, Kronos and I have been inseparable since birth, each other's sword and shield. My mother Seline told me to always introduce myself fully and speak the names of all whom I am related to, to speak of them proudly as I should be. I speak them as facts, not to impress anyone or gain favor. I only want someone to know me fully and not just by a name.

She raises her brow at me and I tilt my head, intrigued by this new development. I am still wondering why she has not spoken though. Is she mute? I have heard tales of wolves who do not speak in the normal sense. She doesn't seem to understand the names I give her but that's alright. Perhaps some day she'll get to meet them herself or perhaps she won't. When she does finally grace me with her words, I find myself utterly perplexed though and more interested than ever. Does she speak in rhymes? How....different. I give a lop sided grin as I listen. This way of speaking is rather amusing. I stop and fully face her now, my eyes narrowing just a tad in determination.

"Actions do speak more than word,
but I am not one to be confused with a bird.
I do not preen or chirp or flit,
and those that think so might end up bit.

I speak my full tale, nothing more
I definitely didn't mean to be a bore.
So now that we're clear, it's a pleasure to meet you,
Athene is a strong name and I'm sure it fits you.

As for your question, it is a way of life, a culture.
Wolves of white and red with the blood lust of a vulture.
The mark of a warrior shall one day mark my chest
the sign of our blood line, to show we've done our best."

My gaze searches her expression to see if I explained enough or if I should keep going. I kind of like this ne way. I don't think I could do it for everyone but maybe just for her, a game of sorts, if you will. I like where this conversation is going. I move around her in a wide circle as I speak a bit more.

"Now what of your markings?
White with black stripes arcing?
Are there others marked as you?
Or are you the only clue?"

Cuirass_male_adult_38in_150#_no mate_no children_brother to Kronos_Eric x Seline_Andere Siete




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