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 31, 2015 at 01:21:36 AM by Azula
All That I See, Absolute Horror  |
_________________________________________________________________________ The female warrior had not been very active as of late, something that she knew she needed rectify if she wanted to make this place her home. It had been a while since her and her young had been accepted into the pack, and yet she still had to make it feel like she belonged. She never felt like she really belonged anywhere, the only thing she knew for sure was that she did not belong in the pack where she was born. Nightmares from her past still haunted her, but it was not something that she would ever want to admit to another being. Luckily for her, her pups were now teens and no longer sharing a den with her, otherwise the pair of them might have figured out she still had nightmares. The scarred female was still haunted by her past and what she had been forced to do. She was afraid that if others found out what she had done that they would think she had wanted to do it, and not that it had been because of a lack of will. Her pack was not a friendly one, even less so than the pack she was now a part of. The alphas there only kept the strongest and the best of the best. Usually only a few pups from each litter survived. When the pups were old enough to walk, they were pitted against each other, siblings killing siblings at threat of being tortured if they did not obey. Those that survived were held hostage, their bodies ravaged and the females used as breeding animals. Azula had been one of the survivors, along with two of her brothers. One of her brothers had been hand chosen to stay, he was to be trained to be a future alpha, and he got to avoid the violence that the female was put through. She still remembered when she had been forced to kill her younger sister, crying and afraid, and Azula had taken her life. After she had hid that memory away, not wanting to think about what she had done to her own family, her brother, the other one who had survived the fighting pits, had been forced to mate with her, in hopes that she would have pups. Her pack was happy when she began to show signs of her pregnancy, but now she feared for her pups’ lives. She had never been coddled, had never been shown love before, and she didn’t know what those feelings were. But when she had felt the movement of lives in her belly, she knew she needed to escape. And that was what had brought her to Abendrot. Azula and her brother, and the father of her pups, fled from the pack, in hopes of making a new life for their family. They had been pursued by their older brother and uncle, but they had escaped intact. Azula and her brother had been separated, and she had never been able to find him again, but her focus now was on Corde and Felan, her two pups that had been born and survived. She knew that if she had had her pups in the pack, they would have killed them, they always killed a female’s first litter, and she could not imagine her life without them, even before they were born. But that was behind her now, and the multi-hued demoness didn’t want to think about her troubled past. The wolves within Abendrot knew not of her past, and she was not the type to share it, especially to those that she still considered strangers even though they were her packmates. There were not many wolves here that she had spoken to, only those that had been at the last pack meeting, and she still felt like she didn’t belong here. She knew that it was partially her fault though, she didn’t often go out of her way to speak to others. But today she was feeling in the need of conversation, and maybe with someone new. The female walked through the trees, alert to any that may be around her and nearby. As she casually walked through the trees, she caught the scent of someone nearby, one that she did not entirely recognize. Her paws stepped closer, knowing that it was very difficult to sneak up on a trained member of Abendrot and not worrying about needing to alert them to her presence. As she got closer however, she saw the form of a russet colored pup in the forest, with startling blue orbs. Azula felt more comfortable talking to the younger female than the adults, she had not had much interaction with adult vargs before. The scent of Marx was on her, which was why she partially recognized the scent before. Azula approached the younger femme, stepping through the trees as she greeted her. ”Hello, are you new here? I can see that you know Marx, but I do not believe we have met before. My name is Azula.” Picture credit to Kyleigh <3 ________________________________________________________________________ |
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