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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Her life was empty. Her love was nothing but her enemy now. He had betrayed her. He had abused her. He had left her. She was not sad anymore. No, she had risen from the ashes. She had left him without an answer as to why. For her beautiful, cheery heart that once blossomed with love was now fearful and full of hatred.

Still, the girl needed a new place to call home. A place to go. A place to grow. It was the middle of autumn, yet she had not felt the slightest twinge of the cold. She was of pure white decent. Her body unmarked by anything, there were no scars - though she wouldn't care much if she had gotten one. Her eyes were a honey golden, though in some lighting they seemed to take on a ruby red.

She was not sexist - She just didn't trust men anymore. She didn't trust anyone anymore. Who did she have to trust? The world was a filthy place. Those of good hearts only ever got hurt. Yet she still yearned for a place to belong to. A social place. Maybe she could find a place with someone as messed up as her now.

The ghost made her way to a forest of pines. The thick air and scent of a pack made her almost heave as to how strong it was. She paused at the borders, beginning to question this idea. Then finally, Morrissey's words filled her head. "You'll never be accepted by anything or anyone. Who would want something like you around?" She sighed and shook her head. "What do men know? She threw her head back and called forth a wolf of the pack. When her song had ended, she began to take in her surroundings.

Maybe this could be her new home . . .


"So Morrissey please sing me to sleep . . ."






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