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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I wish I could have seen Cade's jaw drop when I hauled the doe into the clearing but alas, my back was turned to her, my fangs still piercing the doe's tender flesh as I put all my weight into dragging it to her. By the time I release it's succulent flesh and turn to her, she's already snapping her mouth closed, but she does look hungry. Starving, in fact. Her eyes are practically glazed over with want. I almost wish she was looking at me like that. Licking my lips to get a taste of the doe's blood, I watch with an intent expression as she gets up to her paws silently and makes her way over to the carcass. My eyes are trained on her swollen leg with a vengeance, still promising with every bone in my body that I will repay the favor back to whoever did this. My blood stained thoughts are interrupted as the queen suddenly turns to me, scolding me for bringing back a whole deer. I stare at her for a moment, blinking once or twice before I tilt my head, eyes playful.

"Would you have rathered a bird?"

So much for thinking she'd cover me in kisses and thank me heartily for my contribution. Okay, so that was totally wishful thinking but still, the thank you could have been delivered. Of course she looks happy enough, a grin spilling onto her delicate lips and I find my gaze softening a little. As if to make up for it, she reaches out and I freeze, my skin burning as she runs her rough tongue across my nose before diving into the meat like it's going to get up and run away. Pleasure and lust ripple through my body like waves at her touch but I hold back my wanting, my mind brought back to the past when she had done the exact same thing and received a bruised chest for her actions. I stand by and watch the entire time she feasts, having no such need for the meat that the doe carries. My appetite is still roaring like a hungry lion but I intend to let her have her fill before I go out to hunt for myself. I can tell when she's just snacking, her bites turned more into nibbles than anything really efficient. Still, I watch, my eyes darkening some when she starts licking her paws and muzzle. I can't help but lick my own lips as I stare mesmerized at the sight of her licking up the blood.

When her eyes find me, they seem to widen slightly in surprise before her lips purse with disapproval. I turn to her with a patiently questioning look, wondering what she's so upset about. Instead she chooses to answer my earlier question about her opponent. At least I've managed to simmer down some by this time. My eyes flash with approval when she makes a note that he might not have survived their fight. That's good. Means I won't have to clean up the mess. And then she turns it into a comment about how I look. My lips draw down some. Suddenly my eyes gleam mischeveously as I start walking ever so slowly toward her, like I'm stalking prey.

"I am quite hungry. You could say I was waiting on my desert."

My eyes watching hers cautiously for any sign that she might try to attack, I walk right up to her, invading her space without hesitation as I reach out, running my nose slowly up the side of her neck, closing my eyes as I inhale the scent of blood still so fresh on her coat.

"Mmm, you smell so sweet."

I whisper darkly, my tongue suddenly running up her fur as I taste the opponent's blood. I run my nose through the fur that lines her jaw, my voice suddenly deep, betraying my hunger, my lust.

"You have the most beautiful fur, Cade. I want to lick every inch of it."

I move along her side, licking at her shoulder, tasting more of the dried blood from the fight. I stay clear of her wounded leg, not wanting to irritate it in the slightest. I circle back around behind her and suddenly I'm straddled over her back, my stomach pressed gently against her spine as I lean my neck over hers, my muzzle close to her ear as I whisper.

"May I?"

Hauntingly soft and yet there's a warning interlaced beneath it. Letting a vampire clean blood off your fur is like playing with very sensitive matches. Is she up for it?


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so just bite me baby
and drink all my blood


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