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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The Vampiress wanted to keep her relationship that she used to have with her brother yet she knew he felt betrayed. That everything was her fault. Though in their silent journey to this packs borders since the night of the blood baths his outbreaks of crying and yelling stopped. He didn't seem to find her guilty of Annabels death anymore. Was he finally seeing what he neglected to believe? Something wasn't right about that boy. He couldn't remember his killings.

The black and white enchantress looked him over. His body's stature was slumped. His green and blue eyes seemed to be at awe and his breathing was shallow and shakey. A small grin came to the Vampiress' lips. Her rubies stayed locked on him. "Even you knew she wasn't the one. I told you I didn't hurt her." She wasn't like them. She never would be. They fed on the blood of wolves like her. The ignorant. The wolves who thought there was nothing to fear of this world. They were like a different species. They weren't canibals - No. They were vampires. Blood thirsty and brutal.

Vintique just needed a push into the abyss of what he truly is.

Her rubies turned to find they were not alone. Then her nares caught his scent - a small grin falling on her lips once more. He was like them under his stench of sex. She couldn't help her sudden interest in him. It was every day they found someone of their kind. He began to speak to them in a husky voice. And just to whom do I owe my thanks for disturbing my sleep? The Vampiress dipped her head to him, yet her rubies could leave him. "I guess we picked a good place." She said softly in her strangly melodic voice. "Vamperella is my name."



"Oh, what little regret I have. . . Does that make me a killer?"




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