Heart of Ice...screams so sweet

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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Heart of Ice...screams so sweet
IP: 98.216.121.157
Posted on January 17, 2010 at 03:21:09 AM by Nzingha and Bucephalus

Both the femme's and the brute's yellow eyes glinted gold as the light from the moon alighted upon them. The femme's paws moved her chocolate bodice swiftly toward the terra which she knew that they neared, her black legs and face invisible in the dark. Two steps behind her was the lupine who shared half of her blood, her brother by birth, loyal to her by choice. His down frame was nearly completely invisible, except for a small tuft of fur upon his chest that grew white upon an old scar. As they neared the boundary line of the terra, the sound of cascades entered the auds of both the lupines. The fae changed her course slightly to instead stop by the water and have a sip, the brute close at her heels. He, too, lapped up the water before they resumed their former course toward the boundary.

Upon reaching it, a slight breeze brought to their nares the stench of death. A crooked smiled alighted itself upon the maw of the femme and as she glanced to her brother, she saw that a smile lay upon his lips as well. His head dipped toward her and let loose whispered words "You chose a fine pack, sister."

At the same time, the two lupines howled, sending a call to the pack to alert them of their presence. Then, they lowered their frames to the earth and rolled, the soft and vulnerable underparts of their bodies exposed to those who would come upon them in proper submitting form, waiting for the alpha to meet them.

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No second CHANCES ^[Queens] - By Black Chance January 25, 2010 at 06:47:11 AM

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