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Post by schmerzgehirne on Aug 14, 2011 21:59:54 GMT -5
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There are nights when the wolves are silent, and only the moon howls. Thick blankets of silver and lavender cloud whisked away into the night, leaving behind only a trace of murky grey. It was not quite midnight, but the night-beasts were already alert and active, creeping through the darkness with nimble, silent feet. The thick, old forest remained still, holding it's breath as they observed a white crescent moon, making it's peak in the center of the starry sky. But no creature within the Hellion Mafia's depths could see it. There was little light to be seen there, especially at night. The forest was so well established, that the canopies joined their gnarled branchy hands and twisted vines together, blotting out most of the sun and the moon.
Something lurked among the quiet beasts. Something young and loud, bearers of innocence and stupidity. Schmerz & Gehirne, twins of Izzy and Kid. Misunderstood, yet intriguing. The pairing was most definitely one of... interesting proportion. Sharp giggles rose up into the night, the tiny pit-patter of paws scrambling over the dying leaves that covered the mossy floor. How far would they make it before they were caught?
They were off to see the very makings of the pack itself. Where all the excitement began of welcoming members, or denying them. They wondered, whom would be there tonight? Not an ounce of fear graced the two, as thick shadows reached out to swallow their smaller bodies whole. No, only an eerie happiness, and a burning satisfaction that they had made it so far without any detection.
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