The air is heavy as you make your way through unknown territory, as you pause to sniff the air a drop of rain falls onto your nose. It is soon followed by another and another and soon the rain is pelting down in sheets, soaking you to the bone. The clouds are an angry purple and the menacing drumming of thunder rolls over the sky. Squinting your eyes against the blinding water you find yourself at the edge of a large, dark pine forest. You are too desperate for shelter to notice the scents that mark the border and plunge in, and nearly into the chilly stream that runs through the territory. You veer away and as you are shaking the water out of your fur you notice a large pair of icy blue shards gazing at you. The storm has passed now and beams of sunlight filter through the thick canopy of pines, illuminating a massive male wolf not three feet away from where you stand.

His pelt looks like a bad patchwork job of black and white and beneath them you see large, hard bands of steely muscle and you know this is a warrior for his torso is marred with many battle scars. His banner curls over his back and his lips are drawn, exposing sharp ivory daggers. When he speaks his voice is deep and dominant, like the thunder you so recently heard.

"Wolf, you have found yourself in the terra of the Andere Seite Pack. I am Eclipse, king of this land."

It is only then that you notice another pair of lanterns gleaming in the penumbra and a dark-pelted fae slinks out into the clearing to stand next to the king, her own banner waves and her green and blue eyes bore into you. She is the same size as most males and a crisscrossing pattern of scars show that she too can take care of herself. Her voice is cold and has a snake-like sound to it yet you can see they are both fair rulers.

"And I am Nephthys, queen of Andere. We don’t care much for strangers so you must make your choice, Submit to us now or flee our lands and never return. If you fail to do either you will have little time left to regret it."

The formidable pair pierces you with their gaze and you feel as if all your secrets spill out before them. You are left with a decision now. Will you submit and take refuge in this dark forest or will you flee and never know what secrets these trees hide? Make haste, you can see that the pair grow tired of waiting.

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Каждый демон хочет, чтобы его фунт плоти; [Nimueh]
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It had been days- no, weeks since the russian had been home, since he had left Nimueh at the entrance of her den. Left the vixen to teasingly make it back into her den and let Lev go off on his first mission; find out what changes there were among the lands, not just the lands that didn't belong to anyone, but the lands that were occupied by packs as well. And he had done just that, he had sought high and low at the changes. Spoke to alphas about them and looked at the changes himself. Been fascinated by how so much has changed and Blossom was expanded. It excited the big Russian and he wanted to share it all with Nimueh. He wanted to secure the position of beta, something he'd never wanted and something that was new to him but it was exhilarating to want something such as a high rank. To want to be at the top. It sent shivers down his spine and made a crooked grin cross his kissers as his paws made their way along the earth towards his home. When he made it to the border he stopped, it had been a long while since he'd left, a long needed good nights rest was definitely on the horizon. The brute had found times to nap, times to sleep and times he just couldn't. Not feeling anywhere near safe, but he knew at Crith-Thalmhainn, he would be. Though Nimueh nice, she was fierce and he could tell she cared for her pack members, cared about the safety of her pack.

As he stepped over the border, he breathed a sigh of relief. Home. A soft groan left his throat as he continued into the territory, now in search of Nimueh. His nares hit the air and he followed her scrumptious scent. Continued to follow it til he would cross paths with her wherever she may be. When he would cross paths with her, he would dip his cranium to her and stop to stand in her vicinity, so that she would know he was there. Her scent would reach his nares causing him to breathe in deeply and exhale in the same deepness. Before speaking he bowed his head once more; "My queen, it has been far too long since you sent me on my mission and now I am back. . . " he let his lyrics die out and standing where he stopped. ". . . with the information you ask for, aside from Uyaraut."

Soon as the Russian varg finished relaying that he had the information Nimueh had asked for; he lowered his rump slowly and sighed as some of the weight was off of his haunches. It had once again been far too long.

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