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 January 27, 2016 at 05:36:22 PM by Halina
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(WARNING - the following contains mature content not meant for the reading of anyone under the age of 18) The tender moist folds of Ygritte's essence were salty, sweet... Thin liquids moistened Halina's tongue as she licked at Ygritte, tracing small circles tauntingly slowly, though she couldn't resist the urge to increase in both speed and pressure whenever Ygritte moaned or buckled against her. Gently, she closed her maw and curled her tongue around the whole of Ygritte's warmth, sucking as pup would upon his mother's teat. She knew that Ygritte was getting close when the tissues began to swell and pulse, thrumming with the varg's lust and desire. Before Halina could finish her off, however, Ygritte jumped and swiveled, lunging for Halina's throat, nipping at her. The opposing fae's teeth pulled upon her nape, forcing her head upward, and only then did she release Halina, her maw moving to Halina's audettes, whispering promises of pleasure. 'Stay still then and see what I can really show you.' Everything that Halina had done for Ygritte, the fae did unto her, and Halina moaned the whole night, hardly getting any sleep at all until well past midnight. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Always Halina woke up at first light, enjoying running the boundary as the sun's rays spilt over the lands. But this time, the dawn did not wake her. Instead, it was a rough tongue, pulling at her pelt, teeth pulling on her pinnae. Halina growled low, but within a few seconds of Ygritte's caresses it turned into a purr. Words slipped into her audettes and Halina rolled over, moving closer to Ygritte and closing the distance that the opposing fae had made between them. Warmth came over her body again as she tried to process her lover's sentences. 'Good morning, my love.nSo now that I’ve seen the more…intimate side of you, what else should I know about the sweet and sensual Halina?' Halina rolled her eyes even as she rolled over again, righting herself. "Well that leaves much to interpretation, I could simply tell you my favorite food, or my entire life story. I suppose how much I tell really depends on how long you want to stick around." The eboness winked at her before shutting her shades. "Well, just so you know my favorite meal is veal of a sort... A fawn or moose fawn that is injured and has been moving slowly. The meat simply melts in your mouth it is quite delectable. As for me and my life, I was always open about my preference for lovely ladies such as yourself, and was teased and beaten for it. My other thought it was a curse and blamed herself and eventually fell to mental destruction. There was one in particular who was worse than the others, the ringleader..." Halina's orbs flashed with anger as she spit out his name. "Draven." She would not disclose that Draven was now a prisoner of this pack just yet. Halina wouldn't tell Ygritte - yet - that he had attacked her and Kershov, poisoning her. That she had nearly died, that Kershov had had to drag her to Saw Tooth. That Halina now owed her life to the healer Kahlan. That each and every day, Draven was beaten within a hair of his life. Not yet. Soon. But not yet. "Any way... One day I returned home to my parent's den with this scars - which were fresh at that time, blood streaming down my face - and cried to my father. He hit me for the first and only time, and told me to fight back. He marked me with matching marks, so that the cuts were no longer my slave brand, but my marks of honor. For the next few months, he trained me hard each and every day. When finally I returned to pack life, I beat the shit out of each and every one of the other pups who had ever taunted me. And Draven? I cut and bit and scratched so much of his skin off I was surprised that he had not died, but Moreso that he still has a full coat. I had gained the fear of my pack, and because of that they respected me, but I could still feel their judgements upon me always. So my father, who had come upon Kershov in his travels, suggested that I come here and serve him. I have been here ever since." Halina smiled and rolled onto her back, stretching out and yawning. "And I've been in paradise ever since. And you? Where have been, what have you done, who have you done?" Halina chuckled as she spoke, her azures peering up at Ygritte. ________________________________________________________________________ |
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