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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He had not particularly cared whether or not she had died or turn into a vampire, or else merely suffered and then continued on living. It was all for the dramatic flair, for any amusement that could be salvaged from her suffering. But if she did turn… If she did turn then he had every intention of allowing his new Alpha to feed from her. Perhaps it would score him brownie points for being innovative… Or perhaps it would show Sindicate that he did not much care what he had to give up for the pack and that he was willing to do anything… that the pack would be put first ahead of everything else. He did not know, and honestly he did not care. Draven would continue on being himself no matter what, but he would be lying if he said that he did had some ambition toward impressing Sindicate… And Cersei. The two had rather caught his eye, not just in a sexual way, but in every way. Both were dark souls with dark minds, twisted in a way that Draven had found in very few here in the innocent and quite vanilla Blossom Forest. If they didn’t accept him, it wouldn’t be the end of his world - he had been a loner for years and he could return to that life, but he wanted to stay. There would be no shocking them, and likely it would be rare that he would be able to impress them. But if he could bond with him - in the potential first friendship that he had experienced in many years… It would all be worth it. And that was really what all this was about, wasn’t it? Feeling a relationship, a bond, a kinship to someone else, to something else? For years he had been terrorizing this place, murdering, raping, and pillaging as he went. On the rare occasion, he had had a partner, but most the time they had been an unwilling companion, one forced to follow him by ways of hypnosis or rather threat of bodily harm. He had at last recognized this loneliness within himself… That was why he joined a pack in the first place. And if one or both of these were to bond with him… Oh the havoc they could create. The mayhem made in their names…

It would be epic.

And so, it was without hesitation that he had advanced to the point that Sindicate had disclosed for the hunt. His steps were nearly silent on the hard earth, and as he had no scent, his approach gave nothing away until he was sideling up against Cersei. Now, that’s not to say that they did not know that he was coming. After all, she and Sindicate had probably been looking about, waiting for the other members of the pack. But in the rare case that they had been caught off guard, Draven would say nothing but smile at them, his evil grin wide, exposing his already blood stained teeth and his elongated fangs. Draven leaned closer, feeling the warmth that her body gave off against his own flash, and inhaled sharply, her perfume an aphrodisiac that had him desiring to do intimate and explicit things to her. Draven felt the heat rise between his legs, and he took the moment to turn, his snout slipping against the side of her shoulder as he glanced up and down her body, taking in her tightened muscles, her battle ready body…A soft growl rumbled in his chest in appreciation as he continued to throw lewd glances her way… And he didn’t skip a beat nor change his attitude as he appreciated the body one more further over - Sindicate’s own. Draven breathed in again, the air rushing between his teeth and his tongue in a reverse whistle as he drank in the intoxicating cocktail of their two scents mixed together. After a few moments, he looked straightahead, waiting for Sindicate’s signal, but he broke the silence with whispered words while they waited.

Is anyone else feeling what I am? The throbbing, pulsating need, the desire, the hunger…the antici....pation.” He ran his tongue over his lips, wetting them, before shifting his glowing eyes sideways to glance at the other two. “I am of course, talking about the upcoming hunt. But, as you may or may not know, the thirst to feed and the thirst to fuck are much the same for my kind, often intertwined. When I eat, I want to fuck, and when I fuck… I want to eat. It is an interesting way to live… Definitely not for everyone. But… It has its perks…Now that I am thinking about it, I would be willing to share such an experience with one or both of you if either of you were to be interested. I’m a sharer, you’ll see.” He fell silent with a soft chuckle.

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