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 5, 2010 at 03:00:27 AM by Shakra
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In truth she wasn't sure about joining a pack. She had very special needs. Her tastes were different than mosts. Her black coated figure was invisible as she approached yet another pack. The rest were to clean. And one reeked of the smell of pups. How could you not help but want a taste. Her throat slightly bothered her as the thought of warm predator blood that promised sweet relief. She spotted a wolf walking towards a pack. It was a male. She went over to him. Her hips swaying nicely. She chatted up up for a few minutes before promising to make him happy. She licked his cheek and he looked happy. He had no idea what was coming though. She moved her way down to his nice soft neck. She let a laugh escape and before he knew what was coming she grabbed him. Her jaws snapped shut. His life fluid soaked her fur and muzzle. It filled her mouth and she ust couldn't get enough. His lifeless corpse fell to the ground after she released her grip on him. She made quick work of his body. She dug into his nice soft belly first. Ripping chunks of in a not so lady like manner. She ate until she was almost completely full then she went for the best part. She ripped the chest open and shoved her muzzled in. She was searching for the brute's heart. It now belonged to her. She thought of bringing it to the pack's alpha. But she decided against giving up her prize. She grabbed ahold of the heart and ripped it out of the wolf's chest. She began to devour it. It was her favorite part. She stopped by a nearby stream. She was a mess. Blood covered her burt she loved it. Step stepped into the stream and tainted it red. She stepped out and most of the blood had come off. Her muzzle was still stained though. She stopped just short of the border line. She was about to regret this. She rolled over showing her belly. Her jaws still sang with the pure pleasure of the brute blood. If only there had been a brute there strong enough to watch her devour the weak brute then she could have had some after dinner entertainment. She reeked of wolf blood and she licked her maw getting some remaining blood to run down her throat. She waited for an alpha. |
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