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 August 15, 2015 at 04:55:48 PM by Enigma
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It's been a few weeks since that delirious night with Marx and my body has had a serious craving for him ever since. We always seem to find time to spend together but you can never anchor down the captain of the soldiers for long. His heart may be mine but his body is almost always ready to teach his soldiers something new. He has that yearning for blood, something I've always loved about him since that first night he killed a wolf right in front of me. He has enchanted me ever since I cleaned the blood from his mouth and chin. He has haunted my thoughts ever since. Yes, he tore a large piece out of me when he left Abendrot without a word. He was gone for months, long enough for old rulers to leave and Kershov to set up shop in my home. Of course the alpha worked hard to gain my trust and in the end, he gained it along with my lifelong loyalty. But then Marx showed up again and sent my world spinning on its axis. Kershov put him through the ringer but I don't feel bad for it. Marx deserved some kind of punishment for abandoning his responsibilities and most importantly, for leaving me. But over time, we got some closure and made peace with each other, in a way of speaking. It wasn't long before that dark knight moved back into my heart and soul and now he owns me completely, whether he knows it or not. Of course it's been a long time since I've done any real fighting so maybe it's time to change that. When I hear the bold call of none other than my late night lover, I smirk and set a lope toward the call. Of course the closer I get, the more I realize I won't be the first wolf to show though that doesn't surprise me. Marx's soldiers have always shown respect to his rank and authority ever since he earned his place there and they usually always come to his call. But surprise does mark my features when I see a young red colored female at his side, smelling suspiciously like she's been close to him. Now I know better than to jump to conclusions or think he has been running around behind my back. That's just not in Marx. So I think he found the pup and brought her to Abendrot, perhaps seeing potential in her for fighting or just being of use to the pack. But the fact that she's been close enough to touch him, to mark her coat with his musky cologne, that in itself is a minor shock to me. Marx is not the touchy type unless there's blood involved or, well, me. I keep hackles smoothed down, my blue and green eyes sharp and penetrating but I've always been an expert at hiding my true emotions behind an impassive mask. I glance over to see another wolf has arrived before me, Grey Wind, one of Marx's higher soldiers. I dip my head to him in respect and greeting, having met him only once before or so. I never really got to know him but as long as he keeps proving his loyalty to Kershov and Abendrot, I have no qualms with him. The girl beside Marx however, she has my interest in a whole new way. Her perfume is that of a loner so she didn't come from another pack. The way she looks at Marx is almost adoring like the way a daughter looks at their father and this....concerns me. I've never thought about adoptiong because I guess I always figured if Marx wanted children, he would let me know. And so I thought that's what was happening when he came to me that night and chased me through the forest. I have already seen the signs, hormones changing inside me, though my belly for now remains smootha nd taut as ever. Still, I know life is growing inside me and I've been looking for the chance to tell him, but it hasn't presented itself just yet. And now I see a young girl giving those adoring gazes to him and I don't know how to react just yet. I'm not jealous, per say, but I want to get to know her better. I want to understand what he sees in her and know that there's no deeper meaning to it. Is she just a soldier to be raised and trained or does something about her connect to something inside of him? I show none of these thoughts in the teasing smile I give him even as I lope into the clearing and brush myself down his side, marking him with my scent before I take a seat out of the way, giving them room for the spar I just heard him mention to Grey Wind. "If you don't mind, Captain, I'd like to spectate. Perhaps you'll find a task for me after your blood gets pumping." I turn my gaze to the young girl, still unsure how to read her just yet but my voice remains curious and unthreatening as I size her up. "Welcome to Abendrot. I'm Engima. You're welcome to sit beside me to watch if you want." Enigma_female_adult_possessed by Marx_no children_Abendrot's General/Beta |
Replies:
- I will build m y s e l f - By Nova Prospekt August 15, 2015 at 05:47:41 PM
Never Forget Who You Are - By Grey Wind August 17, 2015 at 01:25:52 AM
I'm A Survivor - By Halina August 19, 2015 at 03:47:52 PM
I FEEL THE CHEMICALS BURN - By Marx August 30, 2015 at 10:08:50 AM
I will build m y s e l f - By Nova Prospekt August 31, 2015 at 03:38:09 AM
Never Forget Who You Are - By Grey Wind August 31, 2015 at 07:27:47 PM