Keep breathing If I don't see you anymore

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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Keep breathing _{If I don't see you anymore}
IP: 76.226.37.100
Posted on December 14, 2009 at 09:50:19 PM by Coda

The terra was dark tonight. Its darkness held the unbroken blackness that I so dearly desired in my so far useless life. What was it about joining a pack that made things just seem right? Being in Malignant now was a strange feeling. It was the creeping down my back that made me twist my neck a little to the left or right. And the vacated or cunning stares of my pack mates constantly reminding me of the common bond most of them shared. They were all murderers. For such a noble pack, I would not have first assumed they could have been built off of such darkness and the bloodshed from pack members and challengers alike. That Queens, she sure was tough.

I walked slowly through the forest; my wraith-like motion never quite the same since my fight with Nyx. Fiery stings still lanced up my paw from time to time, though never extreme enough to hamper me from my ultimate goal. And what was that, you ask? What was my goal? To return home of course. To knock the fangs right off any laughing maw that dared to taunt my fur-less paw. Snow white appendages smoothly propelled my form across the terra, auds held proudly straight in the crisp night air. I had not associated with many in this pack, the scents wreathing about only deepening my distaste. There had been many, many newcomers. And one who had quite the taste for blood from the smell of it. I altered my gait neatly to avoid the crumpled form of a wolf huddled beneath the glossy leaves of a holly bush. Instinctively, I slowed down, unable to just thunder past the lifeless body with no respect.

Reverently, I touched my nose to the wolfess's torn throat, wincing at the caws resonating in the air above me. It was time to go, yet now it was with a slower pace I set out. It was so boring, to not have an exact destination in mind. My skull dove through each visible breath that clouded the air in front of me. Causing the briefest disorientation, and a moment of furious blinking before I moved on again. Damn this weather, with its winds that spun swirls through my coat and whose tears froze amongst the grass and pricked my paws. Could it really be that time again? My coat felt heavy and sodden from brushing against the thinly-layered frost coating each tree trunk. The night was as dark as a crow's wing, and echoed with the sinister sound of brittle branches colliding far above my head. The crashing of the familiar waterfall is off to my left, with only the faint rustling of the night off to my right. It wasn't a very active place tonight.

Bleak stone optics grazed each bend and twist in the tall forest, searching for the main camp. It had to be somewhere around here, right? I wondered if Evenscene had stuck around here. It had been a while since her sarcastic mug had greeted me. My heart began to pine, ever so softly, for the wolves I had left behind. Really, it had only been one...Lennon meant nothing to me...nothing! Vehemently, my skull shook through the air. Attempting vainly to rid my thoughts of the pure black male with sapphires for eyes.

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Silence ^kills - By Melanie December 16, 2009 at 06:32:49 AM
Claim! - By Coda December 16, 2009 at 12:09:33 PM
OOC: Player of Coda - By greensmurf December 17, 2009 at 06:10:33 PM
ok [= - By Coda December 21, 2009 at 01:59:57 AM

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