During the day, sentries guard the sleeping. When the sky is dark and the moon dances with the stars, this is when the real fun begins. Munashii Gekko's forest is the only haunt where you can find your local misfits all in one place. A land of the forbidden and forgotten, a place that is riddled with dangers of a whole different kind. The wolves here have long misplaced their rightful minds, and now live like creatures damned to prowl and lurk through the night. It's easy to lose yourself here, sanity was sure to fade away and wither; there was never anything normal about this nefarious nest. The silent threats that whispered in the breeze were enough to deter even the largest of demons around. It was not strength nor wit that ensured your survival here with Eric, and challengers would be torn down with a morose lethality - there was nothing left in his cold blue eyes that promised mercy to anyone who dared to overstep their worth. So, would you give up the sun for the moon and stars? Do you have enough vigor to become a well regarded sentry? - Put on a game face to step up and pass the sepia king's test or turn and leave before he catches your scent. You never know who wants to snack on your delicious blood in this forest.
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Posted on December 29, 2015 at 06:50:28 PM by Mink
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Still. The air didn’t move, the grass didn’t sway, silence didn’t falter. Winter could always have this effect on the world, leaving the universe into a cold hearted dance with the elements as the brisk wind bit back a longing for snow. It had started to melt, no longer shielding the dull brown blades of grass from the weak sun. Fallen leaves still littered the ground, decomposing into Mother as color had been drained by the old snow. Winter could be lively, but winter could also be dead. A thin and frail vixen walked slowly through the grass, ink stilts pattering silently through game trails. Her white bodice was starting to lose its shimer, patches of gray starting to peek through to combat the cold. She had been wandering for a long time, switching between creating her own den in the middle of nowhere or placing herself within another pack land. Andere Seite was no more, and her purpose was gone from the world. The wind started to pick up and play with the ends of her fur, carrying a nice brisk kiss to the side of her cheek. It danced around the edges of her face and played with her ears. There was a small whistle coming in the distance, but she ignored it. Her hearing had strengthened when she lost her eyesight as a pup, pale blue orbs shimmering with inexperience. Mink had been without her eyesight for all of her life. Her memories were clouded in darkness as well as a bright white light, surreal elements drifting in and out of her mind’s eye. She had worked around it though, and she heard her Mother stronger than most. But she was still by herself, and she needed to fill a purpose. The fae had given her time and effort to healing, one of the only skills able to be accomplished without her sight. Scent had been strengthened with hearing, though not to such a strong level as sound. Yet, it had provided her ways in which she could move about and it had given her something to do. So, indeed the girl had become quite talented. But she stopped abruptly as she hit a wall. The sun started to warm only parts of her fur, towering trees blocking out the gray sky. Her blue gaze faltered as she deciphered the area around her. Mink had arrived at Munashii, the home in which she had selected. It was said that the great Serris had disappeared, and the land had been taken over by a new Queen. Her petite form settled onto the cold grass, plume curling over her paws much like a feline. But she calmly waited, the silence left in her bones not exactly wanting to surrender to the demands of a winter-broken world. |
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- No Longer A Lily - By Ameira December 30, 2015 at 00:06:55 AM
d a r k and d e e p - By Mink December 31, 2015 at 00:04:19 AM
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