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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Be mine. Had those two simple little words come out of his own mouth. He searched the other vargs eyes, catching the surprise, the anonymous tip of discomfort. Was he supposed to spell everything out for this kid? I…what..don’t don’t what? Get too close? Eat me alive? NeMO swallowed, the iron taste of Ghost’s blood still tempting his tongue. What made the vampire smirk ever so slightly, though, was the way he spoke. He was hoarse. And then a pause… and a continued response. I don’t understand what you want of me, NeMO.

I want you.

I want your blood.

NeMO nearly said it, too. He nearly gave in to the desire to let the other white opal tsar in on his dirty little secret. Not that he had much longer before he would have to quit avoiding the topic if he successfully ensnared Ghost as his own. A kind of toy he’d never had before. But was Ghost really a TOY? Or was he someone that had caught a little bit more than just the interest aspect of his attention? NeMO backed away even more, caught off guard at his own words that had come from him not mere minutes beforehand. I want you. A guttural growl echoed deep in his throat. I can’t get enough of you. I seek you out despite my solitude. Your blood calls to me in a way I can’t explain. His gaze raked over the brujo’s bodice, falling back to the wounds on his palette that he himself had caused. This time he got a little close for comfort, breathing in the other bastards auditory unit. Then again, I am what you would call a vampire—so perhaps it’s just the unique taste of your blood.

NeMO turned away, moving back to the abandoned heart, and chewed off pieces of it, devouring the entire organ within minutes. Once he was done, he lifted his head, cleaning his lips and then turning so that he had one eye on Ghost. Had the brute moved any since he’d left him. You could say I’m interested, Ghost. Fascinated. Attracted. Enchanted. Totally captivated by you. His plumage swept the terra beneath him and he turned back to Ghost once more, razors showing in a Cheshire grin that had a bit more of an edge to it than it should have had in the first place. Are you frightened, Ghost? It was ironic, wasn’t it? That his voice was as cold as his own heart?


>> NeMO \n-eh-mo\ |Adult Male | Vampire | Captivated by Ghost | Under Andere Rule | kiki <<



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