MANAC

The PRINCE of DARKNESS.

TERROR and FEAR. Forever.

The last 5 years, it's been the worst.

He rules NOWHERE, just yet, but soon, the world will be his domain.

BRASSED eyes and an INKY carcass.

Dear Vevisca,

You fool.

Your expiration date is here.

Things had been following him ever since he entered the wretched place call "CREEK VALLEY". What a sorry place. Creatures ran rampant all through the area, unleashed and... free. Small animals that should have been caught at an eye’s glance. Large prey bounded about with no worry in their dumb, glazed eyes. Merriment. Oh, bother.

Fangs nipped at one’s own tongue, pinching the flesh with each easy inhale. Manac slunk beneath the surrounding brush and kept to the shadows, few that there were. His golden eyes illuminated the darkness that niched out before him. Pads gave him a stealthy stride; neat, limber, dangerous.

[Where is the pitiful fool I seek to challenge?] His thoughts set on the battle, if you could call a slit of the wrist a battle, Manac hunkered down beneath a low, sweeping tree.

Mayling&pebbles&Brutis

Three wolves could be seen comming toward.Mayling's tail up in alpha."You seek to challenge this pack? You realize WE fight to gether fool. Now There is one way you can live well no two. You leave or you may join my pack or you can take on the three of us and anyone else in my pack that is present.

pebbles and brutis growled.Both pebbles and mayling had evidence of having pups.