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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 22, 2010 at 07:52:43 PM by Entertainer

A sigh escaped my ivory maw as my porcelain figure lugged along lazily. All of these newcomers. There had to be a reason for all of this, some explanation. This pack was sort-of small but why the hell were there so many stupid ass wolves trying to join? Didn't they get that they were going to die anyway? Why make their fate slap them in the face by coming here? So many questions only one wolf to get the answers from. The newcomer. My paw pads gently crunched the layer of frost the blanketed the earth with a slight, twinkling glow. Her scent found my nares easily and my auds heard her corspe hit the terra like an old bag of flour. Just a big whoosh! My pearlies glimmered like maniac's eye right before they kill you or rip out your eyes so that you can't see them coming or even shoving objects in your ears so you can't hear them either. Her brown coat splayed over the frosty dirt but yet it stayed put. Something about this femme set me off. I don't know, just her presence made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. A bark escaped my vocal box, letting her know of my presence.

Femme, stay put and tell me why you are coming to this pack. Why did you choose this one over the variety of others?

I had not yet revealed myself to the empress so it would seem that a bush or a piece of branch was talking to her. The way this pack was constructed it made anybody's voice echo so his words bounced around and would probably confuse the hell out of this femora.

Replies:

you're blind to all their BLEEDING EYES - By shrew February 22, 2010 at 11:52:23 PM
You are a small speck compared to this earth - By Entertainer February 27, 2010 at 09:16:14 PM
our flesh wastes away to specks of dust - By shrew February 27, 2010 at 11:17:24 PM
She's steamin - By Queens February 27, 2010 at 11:59:10 PM
ooc - By shrew February 28, 2010 at 02:36:14 AM
well.. - By Dee February 28, 2010 at 04:51:06 AM

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