Their eyes shine in the moon’s light as they fight. Their movements are fluid, smooth, and predatory. Lean, taunt muscles lay beneath different colors of fur and sharp incisors are visible beneath black gums. Blood spatters over their beautiful coats and color the ground red as they snap, tear, and wound each other.

Fur standing on end, you approach the two groups as they pause and separate as they take notice of your presence. Two pairs of eyes stand out to you and unnerve you. Both seemed to draw the respect out of you without your consent as you lower your head and tuck your tail between your legs. Power radiated from them both, and you’re unsure whether it was the large, dark grey male with golden eyes, or the black female with bright green eyes that had the strongest air to them. They both stood across from each other, and large groups of other wolves and Werelings in human forms stand on each side behind them. All of their eyes bore into you and you stop as you stand before the two obvious leaders.

Your muscles tense and they begin to shake as your wolf side slowly draws you towards one side, your true nature, good or evil, slowly reveals itself as you make your decision. Which side will you choose? Will you choose the path of light and good? Or the path of dark and evil?

Venantium or Eternals?

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The discovering of werelings running around in the NYC have been filling the papers and spreading across the U.S. To save their packs, the two packs, Caedesque, meaning slaughter in Latin for their cruel ways, and Venantium, meaning Hunters in Latin for their respect and determination to fight, have migrated across the great lake in seek of finding shelter where the Alpesses, Noctavia and Teimhnin grew up. They have taken their children, and husbands, the Alphas of their packs, across the ocean, for the news has only been known in the U.S. of werelings ever existing. Thankfully, Europe has become their new haven. Caedesque, ran by Alphess Noctavia, resides somewhere within Spain, and Venantium, which is ruled by Alphess Teimhnin, is near Ireland. Their locations have not been specified for the ensuring of their safety against the humans. They strive together individually as packs at far distances, but that doesn't keep them from meeting.

Long before in New York, seventeen years before having to move, the pregnant Alphesses had met upon walking the lands of an old amusement pack and greeted each other for the first time, along with Venantium's Alpha, Jace, meanwhile, Alpha Daiken, Alpha of Caedesque, was away on business while not knowing of Noctavia's pregnancy. The Alphesses put up a conversation in the care of their children and decided a plan. If in the case of things growing ill between their children's time of growing into their first shift, they only wished that their protection lay a mystery. Unfortunately, the shift of so many of their young that year was the beginning of their race being unveiled to the public, causing the riot to begin. When the departed, the Alphesses came together and placed the idea of an academy, where only werelings could attend and be who they naturally were. Their packs would never have problems with one another, though perhaps some feuds, but not as many difficulties as they once had. Noctavia and Teimhnin agreed to have their packs' wisest and most trusted members to join in as teachers and guides for the young to which would attend.

Life blossomed in their stay of the European countries, and peace reigned amongst them all again. The packs now of course live separately, one living within a figure of Noctavia's past home where she was a mere child and Teimhnin's rightful grounds that no longer hold life to her family after their murder. Now the academy is open to all, ranging from of course 16 - 19 for newly shifters, providing them training to be Warriors of the pack or Doctors. But what pack will be the one for you to choose? Caedesque; a pack of evil and reasoning of great consequences beneath the claws of Noctavia herself? Or Venantium; praised and ran highly through Teimhnin, a woman of little words but utterly filled with respect against her kind. Choose wisely, for it'll be the last one you'll do...
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