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 did not waste time with the brujo who was a mirror image of himself. Instead he moved right past him after giving him a strange comment and in the direction of Quirino’s voice. He knew that Seline would most likely be where her son was… would he not? If Quirino was even related to Seline. NeMO really had no interest either way. The only varg he had ever bowed his head to truthfully here had been the blood and snow queen herself. Quirino was going to have to prove to NeMO that he was worthy of the vampire’s attention and devotion. Otherwise the life of NeMO would be very… boring. And bloody. As long as he could be kept busy here, he was going to be okay. But this wolf was not the same kid he had left as. Spending time up North had hardened his muscles, built him up and covered most of his scars. He was bigger and better. More able and accepting of the wolf that he was—the wolf that Eric had honed him into. A blood sucking leech. There would never be a day that NeMO would not hate the way he was, but at least he could kill and be able to drain a corpse without feeling the need to regurgitate what he had just swallowed down.

When he arrived, there was already an ess there, looking to the red boy on Seline’s throne. NeMO’s russet eyes lined with quicksilver went straight to Quirino. He held no interest for the woman. She was not someone he knew and quite honestly, he was uninterested. Not many things caught NeMO’s interest in the first place. It wasn’t a bad thing. Though he would not roll over for Quirino as the ess had. There were too many scars regarding his stomach, both mental and physical, that he was too touchy about such things. Instead of moving close to the new King, NeMO stayed to the side, alone as he had always been. Watching and waiting. As per usual he would not speak unless spoken to. Though he could not assure that the words coming out of his mouth would be appropriate. After all, he had given quite the brave compliment to the male Ghost… He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, knowing that his appearance, being covered in dried blood, was not the best first impression to have on a new leader. But was he really interested in Quirino? The demon slowly opened his eyes, looking at the monarch under white lashes. That would be up to Qui himself.

>> NeMO \n-eh-mo\ |Adult Male | Vampire | Unchained | Under Andere Rule | kiki <<



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