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 October 12, 2016 at 09:19:31 PM by Lupin
Fear Makes People Do Terrible Things  |
_________________________________________________________________________ The young male was sore and stiff, but continued walking about the territory to try and loosen up his muscles. He had gone through his first formal training session with Halina and Ygritte. He was sure that the females had gone somewhat easy on him, he still wasn’t fully grown and was learning. Working out and increasing muscle bulk and tone was very different than actual sparring. Lupin thought that he had some idea of what it would have been like, but it had been much harder on his body than he had thought. He had always been lean and small, and like Halina had told him it would make fighting harder for him. She had taught him different ways to use his smaller stature to his advantage though, and he felt a little better if something were to happen and he was forced to defend himself. But it had been fun too. Day to day life could get so boring without something to do, and it was a good change of pace to have some hard and strenuous activity. Skinny stilts carried the light brown male through the trees that had become familiar to him as he spent more and more time within the packlands. When he had first come to Abendrot with Halina, he still liked to go out and wander about past the borders on his own. He was still expecting Halina to try and take over the role as mother and to smother him as so many females had done in the past, but day after day that turned out not to be the case. Now he trusted her and her mate to be true to their word. So far Abendrot had been what the darkly colored femme had described. Noone was there in his business telling him what to do, no one was there to coddle him and take care of him. He was in a sense on his own but also never truly alone while within the pack lands. It seemed to be the perfect balance that he had been looking for. Lupin’s green orbs weren’t paying attention to anything in particular today, feeling at ease while within Abendrot’s borers. What he didn’t realize was that with every step he neared danger, but this danger was hidden. The male was unaware of a sink hole that had been growing more and more dangerous with each passing day. The snow from the winter was melting, making the ground softer and the sink hole even more dangerous. But the male had no idea, and he continued on, oblivious that his life may be in danger. Picture credit to LSVK! ________________________________________________________________________ |
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