During the day, sentries guard the sleeping. When the sky is dark and the moon dances with the stars, this is when the real fun begins. Munashii Gekko's forest is the only haunt where you can find your local misfits all in one place. A land of the forbidden and forgotten, a place that is riddled with dangers of a whole different kind. The wolves here have long misplaced their rightful minds, and now live like creatures damned to prowl and lurk through the night. It's easy to lose yourself here, sanity was sure to fade away and wither; there was never anything normal about this nefarious nest. The silent threats that whispered in the breeze were enough to deter even the largest of demons around. It was not strength nor wit that ensured your survival here with Eric, and challengers would be torn down with a morose lethality - there was nothing left in his cold blue eyes that promised mercy to anyone who dared to overstep their worth. So, would you give up the sun for the moon and stars? Do you have enough vigor to become a well regarded sentry? - Put on a game face to step up and pass the sepia king's test or turn and leave before he catches your scent. You never know who wants to snack on your delicious blood in this forest.

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OOC; Sorry ahead of time for how short and crappy this is. Just wanted to get something up for you to work with<3



Fire Opal
Robins will wear their feathery fire

The storm refused to end, and so did his prying gaze, keeping her at bay from any plans of escape. She did not want to run away, though even if she did, he would surely be able to stop her. As she rose from her curtsy of submission, head at chin level with the king, she allowed her Opal gaze to settle in on his ice gems, fully fixated on the cold within them. He patiently listened in on her hushed words, and as she finished, an audible hmmm purred through his chest and into the damp air, his words soon following, booming in her ears. At first, he seemed rather pleasant, a smile upon his facial features, soon turning to the blank stare of a savage beast. His words had her legs nearly trembling, though she held her peaceful demeanor and etiquette as best she could, tail between her hocks to show a submissive stand.

Soft, hushed lyrics, a bit louder than the last, leaked towards his large ebony domes. "Yes, quite fickle indeed. Irrelevant at the time being, I do believe." she agreed, allowing yet another set of quivering words fall into the space between their blood and coal bodies. "It seems my senses were drowned by the raging storm, the scent border hidden by the flooding waters. I truly apologize, sir. Am I to assume you rule these lands?" Her last words quizzical, she focused on his reactions, and the emotions upon his handsome facade. She needed not a fight, especially with this much larger brujo in an unfamiliar land. It wasn't exactly her cup of tea.

☯ fire opal ☯ femme ☯ solitary ☯ free





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