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

It was another one of the dreams that Anastasia would die in. Her parents, siblings, and friends take their turns lashing out at her. Insulting her. Spitting on her. She is a joke to them, a burden to their pack. A disgrace to the family name. And it is all based upon her size. She is shorter than the population. Small. Small means weak… right? It does to them. Sharp daggers meet and shred her fur. Pain ripples through her. She can hear the ripping of her flesh as they tear her apart. Blood is everywhere. And then, everything is black.

The multi-hued femme jolted awake, a thin layer of sweat coating her fur as her chest rose and fell at a frantic and panicked rate. Her voice threatened to cry out, but then her steel gray spheres are widened, alert and taking in their surroundings, and she chokes the noise back in her throat. She’s safe in her den, and it’s only a dream. Anastasia shut her eyes forcefully for a moment, deep breaths filling her chest cavity as she tried to compose herself. When she was satisfied that she had calmed down, for the most part, her delicate frame stood up from the earth, crouched until she had made her way outside of her home.

Lupin had stayed on her mind for some time, but it was especially during times like these that she misses his presence the most. Anastasia would hardly bring herself to admit that, though. The emotions that she’d felt for the brute were foreign and unfamiliar. She’d never felt for another varg in the same way as she did him. Having him around felt… right. He made Anastasia feel safe. And that sensation terrified her more than her home pack ever could. What if he didn’t feel the same? What if… he saw the same flaws in her that her family did?

She is quickly swept back into reality, however. A soft voice calls for her, and her audettes perk up instantly as her cranium snapped into the direction of the guest. Short appendages carry her frame quietly through the territory and towards the sound, the multi-hued femme weaving herself cautiously between the large maples and oaks that inhabited the land. There is no breeze here, the trees sheltering Anastasia from the chilled winter air. It takes her a few moments, but finally, she is at the edge of the Wudubearo’s border. Hues of steel gray reach towards the visitor, taking the appearance of the small, chocolate girl into consideration. Although she does not show it, Anastasia was relieved to find another varg relatively close to her own size.

The russet and black femme approached the other and a gentle smile caresses her kissers. "“Hello… My name is Anastasia.”" Her delicate crown tilted gently to the side, spheres fixated carefully on the Miss. "“Mind stating your name and business, please?” "


"speak."


ALL AROUND ME. ALL CONSUMING
CORRUPTING ALL THAT I AM


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