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 February 1, 2010 at 02:52:17 AM by Blacklight
The pure snowy brute had been here long enough to learn about exactly what Queens liked and what she didn’t- in a newcomer sense, of course. Arcadian seemed to take a liking to her, so both he and Chance didn’t have a bet in that gamble. He had been just quietly going around, not really talking to many peeps here and there. Unlike his two older brothers, he was more focused on the basics of life, you know, eating, sleeping, not getting too deeply involved with the chicks at the river. Basic stuff, it was all purely good fun in the end, right? This was, except for when idotis maximus showed up around the border wanting a free meal ticket if they could prove they were slutty enough. God, from the rumours, MF seemed like one big whore house to the outside world, but Blacklight was pretty sure that wasn’t how Queens saw it neither planned it. It was simply tiny Chinese whispers that changed with every pair of bells they went through. Still, they did seem a strong contender against other packs, not that there was ever a record of a pack against pack war as far as Blacklight knew.
He sighed and started towards the newcomers.
Surely all the idiots didn’t turn up at these border’s the other packs must have gotten their fair share as well? It was easy to say you got all the stupid wolves when nine out of ten showed up with some sort of gift for the lovely Queens. But truly, the gift that Queens wanted most was not something that could not be given, nor could it be taken away from said wolf, technically. She wanted beautiful, she wanted intelligence she wanted flirty, she wanted sexy and she wanted good look’n soldiers and even better looking faes for said soldiers. Blacklight nodded at these recent thoughts, sucked in a breath full of air and burst out of the shrubbery in one graceful leap. Before the wolves would know what the fuck was going on, he was in there faces, ivory hackles raised, teeth exposed, ready to partay with the latest losers.
Don’t bother stopping, your not welcome here.
He let loose a rumble and glanced to the small pup that was with the adult fae. Blacklight snapped his jaws together in its direction, hoping to hurry the pair out faster. Honestly, if they weren’t already gone, he would speak again.
Five…four…three…
They had less the two seconds to run if they already hadn’t wised up. If they tried to attack him in frustration, well, it would just make it quicker, wouldn’t it?
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