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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Posted on September 25, 2018 at 01:18:21 AM by Perdere
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^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ If ever there had been a darkness worthy of the evil in Perdere’s soul, it lived here. For so long, Perdere had been locked away, stuck behind the strong-willed cage that Akuji had locked him within. It was rare that the demon ever got the chance to escape, and when he did, it was short lived – a night or two at most – before Akuji took hold once again. And each time that Perdere found a way out, Akuji patched the hole and made it more difficult for the demon to escape. Eventually, the only time that Perdere was able to find a way out was when Akuji himself slipped – when he became angry, hurt, pained – and actually desired the feeling of blood within his maw, the feeling of a life force slipping away between his tightly clasped jaws…. It was only when Akuji wanted to disappear into the abyss that Perdere erupted, the two of them turning into one, at peace with one another from the pain within them. It had been a back and forth motion, a game of cat and mouse until at last, the unexpected happened – Akuji gave up the fight altogether, and over something as stupid as a girl. Akuji had once been feared and respected – all because of Perdere’s actions. He had been the heir apparent until he had lost his sights and been exiled… and even then he was not one to be messed with. He was spicy, snarky, and confident more than he should have ever been. And then there had been Odessa – the she-wolf bitch queen who had tempered him, who had tamed him, who had initially broken him. Gone had been the fire, the ire, the flame of power. It was only once the bitch had been raped and died from weakness that Akuji returned in full force, sure that she had betrayed him to the end. Perdere had smiled, an evil grin, enjoying it all… until there was another bitch to soften the beast’s heart. But never did Katia have an effect on Perdere, never did her beauty or her strength woo him to gentler thoughts… and yet somehow, for some reason, Akuji’s own niece had captured the demon’s attention – Shilo was weak, slow, lethargic at every second of every day. And yet he had found himself protecting her – he should have reported her presence to the kalak Queen who now resided in Mona Toforan… but he hadn’t. He had brought her home under the pretense of wanting to interrogate her alpha… but it had been instead to make sure she arrived safely – that she stayed away from Mona Toforan… that she was not captured by their own kind ever again. Only, upon reaching Crith-Thalmhainn, there had been no Alphess, no Nimueh… instead, there had been an Alpha named Sindicate – a dark creature indeed who had offered them entry into the pack… at a dark, delicate, delicious cost. Each of them would need to bring to him the carcass of an animal, any animal, with its head fully skinned down to the bone and muscle. That had been the one command, the one request, if they were to ever return. Perdere had always preferred being a loner so that he could not be forced into being the lapdog or lackey for any Alpha… and yet he found himself drawn to the darkness within the leader, with the simple command asked of him. And so he had done as asked – but first he had given Shilo the option of leaving. This was no longer her pack, and it was hardly a place for her to call home. She was not dark, she was not a killer… and yet for some reason, she had decided to stay – to stay with Perdere, to stay within Crith-Thalmhainn. And so for his kill, Perdere had hunted down the mountain lion that had initially injured him. The rest of the battle had hard – both the mountain lion and Perdere himself had been injured… but the mountain lion had lost her balance when Perdere had broken her tail… and a few carefully placed blows had led to her demise. The skinning of her head had proven interesting, had proven difficult, but he made it. The only question was, what was Shilo going to bring? He would not make the kill for her – it would not do – the Alpha needed to have respect for her if she was to be safe. They had agreed to meet in the middle of the pack, to come to the pack meeting separately, and as he dragged the dead lion toward the center of the pack, he wondered if she was already there. And if she wasn’t? What would he do? At any rate, when Perdere reached the center, he threw the dead body down at Sindicate’s paws and then dipped his head in greeting. “I believe it was something like this that you asked for as tribute?” ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ The demons run circles… ...round and round in my head... |
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