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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Posted on January 3, 2010 at 01:49:31 AM by Demon
: a source or agent of evil, harm, distress, or ruin : Be careful ladies and gentlemen, because that's what I am. That is what I'm called. Demon of the night, of the day, of whatever the hell time it is when I want to reek havoc. You can say I'm a bit insane but I prefer... aberrant or even demented. It goes better with my name. The aberrant Demon. The demented Demon. Yes, that sounds very nice don't you think? I carried myself silently through the forest not really heading to a specific location, just anywhere in general. My paw pads, worn from years of travel, were barely even harmed as I stepped over prickly pine cones and sticks. I brushed by a thorn tree, it's large daggers barely touching my ebony pelt, combing it as I walked by. My tassel swung slowly at my hind before I decided to pick up the pace. Taking a few last strides, I emerged from the forest and instantly heard the sound of water crashing down to the earth. Interesting.. The stench of wolves attacked my nose from all around me and it was no surprise that this was in fact a pack's border. Hell, may as well see what I can get into. I thought positively; wow, what a change! Rolling my shoulders, I began to lower myself to the ground and exposed my stomach and jugular to whoever may appear. Feeling a little expectant of a male appearing first I threw on my best look, pulling my paws close to my chest in a cute manner as my tail brushed slowly against the ground while I waited. Maybe I could get a little prize out of this meeting if everything went accordingly. If a female showed up, to hell with it, I wouldn't care. I loved putting on a show for anyone. { Partially recycled. Shoot me >_o } I am called Demon
I was born a female I am now an adult My life is fk'd up I run alone Flanery is my shadow |
Replies:
- everybody in the club - By Arcadian January 7, 2010 at 02:02:22 AM
' she'll cut you down in a single thrust ' - By Demon January 8, 2010 at 02:44:03 AM
get out on the dance floor - By Arcadian January 12, 2010 at 03:22:41 AM