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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ANASTASIA
wudubearo .x. of age .x. female .x. loveless .x. controlled by kyleigh

I CAN FEEL YOUR BAD VIBRATIONS


Anastasia couldn’t help but panic whenever she woke up and realized the whole damn world moved. Her small silhouette frantically raced from one location to the next; anxious to see the changes that had taken place in the short hours she’d been asleep. Some of the lands she recalled instantly as they had only obtained minor changes. Others had appeared completely altered and some even seemed to have been relocated. Which lead to her next concern, - her pack. The alarm that she initially felt took over once more as she rushed towards the kingdom.

-

For a while, packs were part of a world that the vixen promised herself that she would never again tread in. Anastasia definitely would have never expected the immense relief that washed over her whenever she stepped foot back into the boundaries of her.. home. It was a new, daring sensation for Ana, this small feeling of home. But Milo had been far too kind, too inviting. Despite her prior abuse, the vixen had let down her guard and managed to develop a soft spot, and a responsibility for the land.

Though she was far from satisfied, Anastasia took some comfort in the thought that their land had managed through… whatever the hell had happened. The small femme began to push her frame through the thick shrubbery, up until she had found her way into a bright clearing. Only then did she momentarily stop; the muscles in her stilts tense and burning from her prior episode.

Lowering herself onto her haunches, Anastasia kept her gaze on the land and the forest before her, eager to see if Milo or any of the others would emerge from it's shadows. Were they still here? Would they know what happened?

"speak."


ALL AROUND ME. ALL CONSUMING
CORRUPTING ALL THAT I AM


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