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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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Savory; Salted, Though Shalt Be.
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Sleep, Sleep, tender, mild,
Meaty, sweet & juicy child.
Sleep, Sleep: Sleep a sleep
Soft as is an infant sheep.

Sweet Babe, restful Lump,
Rest thy limbs & belly plump,




It has been but one turn of the moon since I claimed this pack as my own. The wait for worthy wolves to come and join me has been absolutely excruciating my poor poor belly starved of the sweet lupine flesh that it so craves. One can only eat so many rabbits before growing bored of the dull meat. And I am. I am very very bored indeed. The vampire called Draven has yet to return. As I have heard he is part of some kind of war somewhere else around this forest of blossoms. Quite frankly I am beggining to grow impatient BUT good things come to those who wait. So, I shall wait. And wait and wait and wait. At least I now knew the layout of my territory quite well. Having spent the last couple turns of the earth exploring every inch I am perfectly proud of what I have taken. IT suits me nicely, lacking wonderfully in overdone foliage and an easy source of food. I do enjoy a good challenge and a challenge to survive creates the best warriors.

Today I opted to wait by patrolling my borders for the entire day. Nothing inside of the territory iss interesting enough anymore and if I don't find a plaything by nightfall I'll just have to go out and find something myself. Fuck this waiting business. A king does not wait for anything. OH! What do we have here? Is that a lupine scent my nares have picked up? I do declare, why, I think it is indeed!

My cold eyes harden as a grin tiptoes across my leather lips. The scent is female, and she is on my boarder. Ah, and there it is, a lovely call for attention. She's either an idiot craving a rush or someone come to play with me. I've heard the rumors already spreading through the land like a plague of my arrival. Horror stories of a demonic wolf that eats the flesh of his own kind. I wonder what they call me, those that don't know my name. I would so love to know, I bet its deliciously terrifying like devowererer hmm no too many 'ers'. Anywho. This is the first lupine who has stepped foot near my lands during the day, not that it matters much. I bet she's heard the rumors and wants to just see the devil herself. That would be so boring though. I could just eat her I suppose. I could do with a good fight and a real meal. I sniff the warm air but find no new scent of blood. So she didn't bring me any gifts, pity.

I don't have to walk very far to find her. As I was already on this side of my border, lucky for her, she won't need to wait very long to get her answer. In no time at all I see her at the edge of my valley-esque home. An Ivory demon perhaps. I do love how blood stains an ivory coat. Oh but I'm getting ahead of myself, let's find out what she wants first. I am only about 50feet from her now though I've remained tight to the stones and harsh shaws cast by the midday sun. I am also downwind and she hasn't noticed me just so let's see how she reacts when the king of the land answers so quickly and closely to where she stands. A chuckle bounces in my maw before I tilt my skull and release my very deep, rough lyrics. Aquatic eyes watch her, burning holes into her pelt. Without waiting to reach her to speak I follow up my call with speach.

"I highly suggest you state your purpose little sheep for I am awfully hungry and you look like a marshmellow sitting up here all alone"

I lick my already salivating lips and smile ever so slightly. I love games. Let's play.







Jellied arms & legs & butt:
Every tender, juicy cut.

Savory, salted thou shalt be,
Season'd most deliciously.
Sleep, Sleep: Disease will both
Spoil thy meat & spoil the broth.
Titan || Nanakian || Adult || 594 words





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