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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Draven
I'm Your Worst Nightmare Dressed as your Day Dream
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Draven found himself relatively pleased, considering he wasn’t made to wait long as his own call was answered with another. The sound of approaching paw steps linked with the nearing heat signature tells him that whoever he was going to meet lived near to this point, a tiny piece of data that he would stuff away for a rainy day. His rubies glimmer in the darkness as he focuses on the hessian in front of him - he paints an imposing figure, or at least he would have if Draven was not the demon that he was. Instead, the titan‘s approach simply made Draven grin, a slow twitching of his lips until they finally unfurled into a cold garish smile. But what made that grow all the more, was the look of confusion that briefly made it through the impressive mask, the one that showed up the flicker of an instant after titan sought to taste Draven’s cologne… And was rewarded with nothing. Quite please with himself, Draven finally sat and wrapped his tail around his large pads and took a moment to examine the other before him. Even the darkness, the vampire could tell that the alpha had true red markings upon his face, not russet nor rust, but red, red as Draven’s own eyes - perhaps a stain of some sort… Which interested Draven to no end. Why stain your fur at all? And why red?… But that was when he noticed that the rest of the body was darker than it should have been… Painted was something else perhaps? Any rate, his hope of this being a suitable place was rising for it did not seem that the delicate tween queen reigned any longer.

State your purpose. Or become my pray.

The ebonero raised his eyebrows and chuckled, a slow rolling thunder that came from deep within his chest. It carried on for a few moments until it ended with a sharp inhaled hiss. “Now, that first part I have no use for in my own daily conversations, for I give others purpose based on my own needs. But that second part… it is quite the delectable one truly… One that I use quite frequently, although not usually as an ‘either or’, but rather a statement, or question of when. But it is intriguing, hearing it coming from you, being on the other side of it. Given the color of your eyes you are no vampire… Cannibal then? So interesting, I think that I like you already… Perhaps I shall fit in here after all. Ah, but where are my manners? You wanted the purpose of me? That is quite the simple question, but it requires a complex answer. In the past, my life had a single purpose - destroy the female that was out of my grasp… she was my childhood… Let us playmate, and she did not return my advances because she was interested in only those that shared her own body parts. So I dedicated my life to a certain aggressive form of training that allowed me to poison her… but another stepped in and saved her. And she has since fled from these lands… So after that my purpose changed, after all, I grew and realized that life is not worth a single willing lass, not when it is so full of femmes and brutes alike for the taking. So now, I seek revenge on the one who interfered… But I have other goals as well, if you will accept those as purposes. Kill Kershov of course, but first torture him and ruin his life. Find a new pack where I should belong now that I’ve murdered the queen of Caidir Olc and a brat weakling of a girl has taken it over and it no longer suits me. Find some more play things to entertain myself with, engorge myself on the flesh of other wolves. Then perhaps find a few friends along the way, and if not friends, then allies. It’s been along time since I have had any - friends that is - and though I am in no rush to find them since I’ve all the time the world - I am on the lookout. I will not make friends simply to make friends, but only in order to bring me a little more pleasure, and the world a little more pain.” He chuckled again and sighed at the end of it, his antics done with, at least for the moment. “So, Anonymous King, will you have me? Will you accept the first vampire of this world, the humble Draven?” The beast bowed, but never dropped the gaze of the other.

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