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?

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1 Seems Legit on Wed Jul 03, 2013 1:28 pm


That had gone better than he had expected... Meeting the leader of this pack, he meant. A lycan like himself would surely be turned away; he was lacking much muscle and courage, hardly a werewolf and everyone could tell you that. Though he nipped his cowardliness in the rear for a mere few minutes long enough to talk with her; it gave him a good feeling about himself for accomplishing that. Faolan enjoyed how not being afraid felt, it was one of the best feelings in the world to him, what he yearned for. Here, in this pack, he hoped that he could have more of that and it seemed more likely; he could sense it. And being part of this pack meant that he had more security than he had previously had throughout his whole life. They weren't out for his blood unless he screwed up which he hoped and prayed that he didn't and ruin any chance he had here. The last thing the young lycan needed was to lose the only safe home he had. His days of searching for a suitable home had tired him out but if it came down to it he would have to continue running like he had his whole life.

There was no way to miss this place, not just by scent, but it was huge! Faolan was more than surprised by the elegance and extraordinary architecture; he had never stepped foot in such a luxurious building till right about now. He was not... Proper enough, or, wealthy enough, actually. Faolan came from no money at all, his parents were considerably poor thus that was why they retreated to the woods to live and raise his little brother and he. Staring up at the towering and hulking building, Fao got a hold of himself and finally decided to wander on inside. The male looked quite out of place, besides his awkward walk and tattered appearance, he sure as hell didn't look like he belonged here but he was of lycan decent just like the rest of them. This was his new home now.

Perhaps once he was settled in his room he could get something to eat, he was still famished as he had gone straight here after speaking with Noctavia. Since he had no belongings, he really didn't need to stop elsewhere. He would need to freshen up, too, and wash his filthy threads as soon as he got up to his room. Faolan idly looked around before approaching the front desk slowly, icy eyes falling back down to the blonde that the alphess had informed him about. The young lycan cleared his throat,"I'd like a room, please. Noctavia sent me.''

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