Unless your <sup>Limits</sup> are <sub>limtless</sub>

Malignant Felicity is a paradisaical abode to the faithful remains of a mighty pack. Once ruled by the magnificent wolf Genocide, now the wolves of this pack follow the laws of the Alpha Lance, son of Sorna, Beta and Genocide's best friend...

The sounds of crashing water fill your auds as you enter this tropical paradise. The tall trunks tower above you. The treetop canopy's seem to shade the beautiful land from the sun's rays. What a paradise this place seems. This place dubbed Malignant Felicity. As you draw closer to the boarders a stench slowly devours the air around you. The stench of death.

"Beware..." scream the birds from above you. "She kills for games. She kills for fun." Something deep inside tells you to listen. Your body tells you not to go no further. Do you listen or do you dare move into the pack borders. This could be a life or death decision...

Follow the Queen, or become a corpse that lines her border. The choice lies with you.

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Unless your ^Limits are _limtless
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Posted on December 2, 2009 at 01:58:16 PM by Bronx

Bronx's eyes never stayed on the brute before him, but wandered across everything he could see. Keeping him his in the corner of his eyes though, he noticed the interest stare, but with little words to follow. Was this brute sizing him up, doubtful, he himself had no rank here, and this one had a fairly low one. Pushing such fecal thoughts away, he looks at him when he finally did speak his name, a few short fidjets and then rose with another question.

Clearing his throat, it didnt take long for him to answer, for he had not much to tell.

"Devil, my intentions here are empty. I've visited once before with my other brother, whom is off to not return. I've simply came here once more to see queens, my reason for even intent for staying is unknown yet, Im more of a, live for the moment. If this moment proves worth, I'll stick around more then known."

He laughed inside his cranium at the silence of this brute. He had cold features, he could see why many would fear or misunderstand him, Bronx however, brother of queens, did not share feeling that most wolves did. When you grow up in such a twisted family as they, there is no surpruise in much anything, not counting giddy kindness, then again who can understand such a emotion.

Queens and himself, they were quite the pair.

Replies:

well then they allow for freedom - By Devil May Cry December 2, 2009 at 04:09:16 PM
Even freedom has limits - By Bronx December 3, 2009 at 05:00:21 PM
can't deny that one - By Devil May Cry December 3, 2009 at 11:45:16 PM
^Sexy_Bitch - By Queens December 8, 2009 at 02:46:25 AM
well look what dragged in the cat - By Devil May Cry December 8, 2009 at 04:27:30 AM
The _dead cat - By Bronx December 10, 2009 at 03:24:35 AM
There is nothing dead about this ^pussy - By Queens December 11, 2009 at 01:05:17 AM
that one is very much alive - By Devil May Cry December 11, 2009 at 02:22:19 AM

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