[Scareplot] “Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires.” ― Shakespeare

[big_bad_melkor]

It has been too long a time since Morgoth fed upon the fear of the Mansion Dwellers. He feels His power diminishing because of it, or perhaps it is that He needs it to feel alive

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[elvesareyummy]

The Master called and they came, scampering through the boughs and bushes of the Mansion's forest ground. He ordered them to seek out any who Dwells, and to show no mercy.

In truth, Draugluin and his pack were pleased, and so they began circling the Mansion at night, looking for meat to sate their unending need. Smaller packs began to harass other homes, harshly, howling at the closed door, scratching at the walls, seeking entry.

Until they are called back or vanquished, they will not relent.

[tricky_bowman]

Remember that time Husdent got into a scrap with something feral? Well, so does Tristan, and he's dying for wolf blood.

He's going to be out on the patio, arrows and bow on hand. He locked the dog inside, and he's aiming at the beasts. He never misses, by the virtue of his bow, and he's, for once, feeling the rush of battle.

[gardenwarlock]

Klingsor had gone to the house for his nightly rations to supplement the store of vegetables he has stored in a corner dug out of the floor, but now that he's alone, cooking a stew of vegetables and flour dumplings, he realizes he has company. Of the furry variety, And they're scratching at the stone walls of the cottage...

[elvesareyummy]

They came in a small pack, enough to corner the wizard, and a larger wolf is keeping the main entrance, growling and scratching, demanding admittance it is its due.

The beasts might even try to ram into the door.

[gardenwarlock]

Klingsor looks up from his firepit, glaring toward the door. "Be gone, you mutts," he snarls and goes looking for something heavy and throwable, settling on a three-legged stool, which he lobs at the wall beside the door, intending to cause some commotion that will scare off the uninvited guests at the door. Likely with no luck.

[elvesareyummy]

The commotion instead stirs them on - the wolves gnarls with increased ferocity, and ram in return.

Another might paw at the window - he's being original.

[gardenwarlock]

The warlock within growls as well and grabbing a metal pot tosses it against the wall close to the window. "I said, begone, wretches!" he snarls, backing toward the firepit, intending to snatch a brand off the fire for his next missile.

[elvesareyummy]

That order is only met with more snarls, and another wolf throws itself at the door.

A pause, then.

More howls.

And then, as if they'd been recalled, the wolves are gone.

I'm assuming the Enemy called them off - Kling is on their team, after all. Does that work?

[tomboy_22]

Out on the lawn, just before the Mansion's main entrance, there is a wolf howling as well, in response to pack that is coming forth.

This one is grey and a familiar sight to those who've been there for a while.

Anita is calling her pack to war, to defend their territory, their home, their people.