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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ooc: I had muse, so I went ahead and posted her, hope no one minds if this was a close thread.

bic: Firestorm's paws carried her easily across the ground as she walked. It had been one of her seldom breaks away from Beowulf to get water. She still hadn't given up hope that her mate would wake up, even though he had been in a sort of coma since the attack. It worried her so much, that she cried herself to sleep beside him each night. Her heart was tearing slowly down the middle as timed dragged on making it harder to hold on. If Beowulf died, Firestorm didn't know what she would do. Most likely die out of greif, and right now it was taking a toll on the grey colored fea. Her fur was always ragged, her eyes seemed to never have enough sleep, and it would seem she wouldn't even be able to put up much of a fight right now, but that wolf or animal would be oh so wrong. Worse of worse cases would be that Firestorm would die before Beowulf even came out of his coma and slipped forever into darkness. Either way something had to happen soon, and Firestorm prayed it to be one of the happier things.

Her figure was passing the border line just when she caught sight of another. She recognized him as her pack member Kenji, and she was just about to walk up to him a smile of welcome plastered on her face. Her body was held in omega stance, so as to not make him uncomfortable. That is till she heard the howl that came from his maw, obviously before he noticed her. Without thinking she drew herself onto the pack side of the border before stalking toward him with a coldness that had never came from her before. A coldness, that she didn't even feel. Maybe it was from being in this pack so long as a protector, maybe from feeling betrayed by a fellow pack member, or maybe from Beowulf being on the verge of death or life. Either way it was clear she was pissed off, and now she carried herself in delta rank. Her voice came out cold and outraged.

"You won't win, you traitor. How dare you turn your back on the pack that kept you safe and offered you a home? Your pretty much turning your back on family, you bastard. If I was the alpha here, I'd rip your throat out no question asked. Nephthys had even been willing to give your pathetic soul a second chance in this pack. Is this how you repay her and her sister, along with Plague? That's sad Kenji, but than again you've always seemed like a sad and pathetic wolf....You have no chance of winning, and than where are you going to go. Surely not here, because no one will trust you afterwards."

A soft laugh came from her, almost a giggle, but it was a cold one. Emerald orbs stared at the brute for a moment, before looking in the direction that she left Beowulf at. He had still been in his coma like state, but still she wished to be there with him when he woke up. She was debating whether to stay and cuss out this brute some more, or get back to Beowulf. She decided on her mate, besides this male will get what's comming to him when her alphas showed. Turning her head back around she gave Kenji one last cold glare as if daring him to cross the border or try anything. Firestorm was keyed up for a fight, and that's what she wished for. It would be fine and handy with her if this brute caused a fight with her, she simply save her alphas the trouble of getting rid of him.

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