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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Ryka was a patient fella. He wasn't one to rush right into things, he needed some careful planning. Joining a pack had always been a wish of his but he'd never found the time to actually head to one of their borders. It was different. Ryka was used to being on his own. However he made acquaintances easily and never found it hard to make friends, despite his size and power among others. Yes, it was a downfall to be kind and scary looking. He could never find an appeal to be rude to others. Why be mean when you can have so many wolves you care for and who care for you as well. Ryka was different.

Sure, he knew Abendrot was a mysterious pack. He knew that if he were to join he might change.. his personality might. He would become a soldier, fighting through the ranks. The male's dark colored fur was rippling slightly as his muscles tensed. His aud's picked up the sound of rustling ahead of him which slightly worried him. This was his shot to get in. All he had to do was submit to Grey Wind. He knew about the alpha switch from Lucifer to Grey Wind just a few weeks ago. It was nice to see change.

As soon as the alpha stepped out before him, his heart raced in his chest. Was this the right decision? "So, what brings a stranger to Abendrot’s borders today?” he heard the vocals of the male and quickly Ryka stood. His tail laid down flat, not wanting to even seem like a threat. His ears were perked and he held a bright look in his emerald green gaze. "What brings me here? That would be the pack, sir. I would like to join, if that would be a possibilty. I'm Ryka," his voice was strong, yet he was ready to submit to the much authoritized male.

Ryka Adult | Packless | Loveless | Rouge | Keanah
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