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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NeMO was lingering dangerously close to the rude side of conversation and he knew it... but he could not feel it. Eric, after all, had not scolded him for his action against speaking, but that patient look was taunting to him for some reason. Strange portals flickered up to the older vampire and NeMO flicked his audette, listening closely as the brujo spoke to him. Call me old fashioned, but I think this is when you answer. I know you're not mute. NeMO's jowls tightened visibly underneath his skin, pulsating with an energy of their own. If only, if only... You may speak, stranger. No harm in simple words. There was plenty harm in simple words for NeMO. But if Eric and this one said it was so... did he trust them enough to put his words out? Or would this turn out to be similar to some other event that had happened to him? Against his better instincts, the lad's mouth parted and one word slipped by. I... But he was cut off by the words of another.

Hello, I hope it’s alright that I speak up. My name is Mezic and I’m new to this area. That male had been watching him and NeMO could have felt his gaze from miles away. At first he was unperturbed by the action, knowing that being a bastard, he was all but used to it... but now, when the snow white boy had just gotten his guts to talk... no matter, he told himself. NeMO lowered his gaze and let it sink in that everything happens for a reason. Perhaps it was for the better that he not tell a lie. NeMO, after all, was not a name that he had been born with, but rather, it was one given to him because he apparently had needed one in Clover's eyes. Whatever he was called, it was a title of some sort, so he took it with a grain of salt and that was that.

The next to come in was a pretty lass, cream and blood. Or so he assumed, as he was only looking at the ground when she arrived. She stayed silent for a long while, but finally words came from her mug and NeMO listened to them with his eyes closed and his head down. Mother. Eric. Nice to see you again. Since we seem to be going through introductions, those of you who don't know me, my name is Cade and I am your queen if you so choose to stay. Ah... so she was the monarch, not the russet male? NeMO, needless to say, felt as a fool should. His portals slid halfway open and he gazed off into the distance with a hazy look. Cade... her and the red wolf's motherwas no doubt the Queen sitting next to Eric. NeMO's strange optical units flickered for a moment to the side to see if the resemblance was true. He automatically snapped them back to the ground. He had no right to stare, much less make assumptions or verify that words were true. If they were pronounced to be truth, then they must be.

I would love to stay and join your pack! The sound startled the young squire, and he looked up, his invisible brows furrowed in unnecessary surprise. What a loud one... However, he was promptly, if you so call it, ignored for the present time. NeMO inhaled softly and when he exhaled, he breathed out his words as well. NeMO, m'lady. Though a title is something I never had the honor of calling my own until recently. You are free to call me whatever you so like, should it suit to your tastes. He did not look her in the eye now, for he was a bit shaky. Going against customs, after having them hammered into your head for two long years... was not something that one can do without a price they must pay.
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|| NeMO || teen || male || love || Andere Seite || kiki ||



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