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...?
IP: 167.206.17.113
Posted on September 5, 2015 at 00:57:18 AM by Azula
All That I See, Absolute Horror  |
_________________________________________________________________________ The multi-hued female studied the pup, light green orbs staring the younger ess down. Normally one would feel uncomfortable under such a scrutinizing gaze, even an adult, but especially a pup. Azula had never been one to care for what others thought of her. That was their business and she would not bother herself with it or let them bother her. She felt like she could learn more by looking others over physically, seeing how they reacted to her and others, more so than by talking to them. Words often came with lies, and that was not how one would truly learn who someone was. And now she was leaning about this pup that had somehow managed to get itself into Abendrot, and appeared to be on her own. Normally pups were not without their family, but she sensed that there was something different about this Nova Prospekt. Blue orbs stared back into her green ones, not wavering under the inspection, not looking away for even a second. The female was not used to one looking back at her like that, and it was especially unique coming from one as small as her. The crimson colored pup seemed to be made of tougher stuff than most, which one needed in order to survive in a pack like this one. Abendrot was not for the weak and needy, and it was clear that this pup was not either of those things. That was further proven with the strong cologne of Marx on her pelt. The commander of the soldiers would not take any old pup into his care, not unless he saw great potential in them and knew that they were capable of a lot. And if Marx had accepted her, and decided to train her, then Azula knew that she was more than capable of being raised in a demonic and blood thirsty pack like this one. Once she came to that conclusion she went right into her story. Stating that she never sugarcoated anything before plunging right into the horrific details of her life. She felt no shame in what had happened to her, and would share with anyone that cared enough, or was curious enough to ask, and the first one that had ever asked her was a pup, not something that she had expected. When the demoness began her speech a smirk had appeared on the pup’s features, which had started to fade the more that Azula spoke. She did not want pity, that was not why she was sharing this with Nova Prospekt, but because she wanted the younger femme to know that the world was not all that it seemed to be. But then again, if she was on her own and now in Abendrot that was something that she must already know. When she turned the conversation back to the pup, she looked around for a few moments, examining her surroundings before speaking, and Azula listened politely, audettes alert to the story that she had to tell. Halfway through her speech she paused to take a breath, and the grey and tan female waited patiently for her to finish before taking her turn to speak, their pools meeting. The words that she said made sense, it sounded similar to others that had come here. Abendrot was not somewhere that wolves came to for a nice and simple life, it was a place for soldiers and warriors, for assassins and spies, for those that had been mistreated and knew the true ways of the world. All she gave in recognition to the pup was a nod of her head, not usually one for words and remaining silent. The two vargs took a moment to stretch their limbs. The pup stood first, shaking out her crimson pelt while Azula leaned forward to stretch her joints. Since it seemed that both were growing a bit restless she turned towards the tree, inclining with her head that the pup could follow if she wished to continue their conversation. Nova Prospekt’s words echoed through the trees, serious vocals asking more questions, “Of what importance are you to Abendrot, rank wise? A fit wolf such as yourself must be of greater importance than the average Omega.” For once Azula gave a small chuckle before answering, her paws stepping through some more of the bog that had festered within the territory, not caring that her limbs were getting dirty. ”I’m the Epsilon here. I’ve chosen to take on the role of Assassin. I was trained to kill and hunt down enemies, but my ways are not as forefront as the soldiers, though I could fit in with them as well. I was taught how to get to my enemy before they even knew I was there, to sneak up on them and take them out before they had a chance to do much. I caught the scent of Marx on you, will you be training as a soldier?” Picture credit to Kyleigh <3 ________________________________________________________________________ |
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