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 March 9, 2010 at 06:43:15 PM by Devil May Cry














Ah but how sweet the aroma of crimson could be. The wave of anticipation flowed through his veins like the sweetest honey. Oh but how sweet life could be. His silent obsidian paws stepped lightly through the lush forest, skillfully missing every twig and bramble that would or could make a sound to announce his presence. You see, Devil was trained assassin, a master in the art of bloodshed. He was also a master in many other skills but let's not get into that. For now it had been too long since he'd enjoyed a good blood shed on the borders of Malignant. And as it were, this wasn't to take place on the borders, one of the main reasons in which he was already planning his fun. Didn't wolves know to wait on the other side of the border now a days? Didn't they know that just waltzing right into the territory meant they were trespassing and were now spiting pack law? Well he couldn't have that, now could he? Pendulum was curved mercilessly up over his spinal chord as the brute made his way through the shadowy trees of his pack land. The air was as comforting to him as water is to a fish. Malignant fit the hunter like a glove and even though he wandered away from his home more often than he was here, he would always return to Felicity's intimidating grounds.

The scent of a female and pup reached his nares, assaulting their sensitive walls as he wrinkled back his covers in agitation. Not just a trespasser, but she brought along her offspring too. Perfect, just perfect. His hackles immediately rose, the hair standing up all along his spine as he made his way closer to get a good look. There wouldn't be much left of them on his watch. Sunkist globes peered out of the dark forest at the pair, making out a fae sitting down with a small bi colored pup at her side. Ah, how cute, his mouth was already watering at the sight. He decided to make his appearance, winding his massive silhouette around the tree to pad slowly out toward the mother and daughter pair. Audits pinned flat to his scalp as he neared, hackles still raised as his golden lamps narrowed on the femora, wrinkling up his muzzle at the pup. God, how he hated pups. His pink muscle lapped out softly at his chops, moisturizing them for the feast to come. Slowly he took the demoness before him into consideration, a soft snarl playing at his teeth covers. "I beg to differ, puppet. There is much to fear here. Death is but a breath away for many that come to the borders. I noticed myself that you had no regard for those and came past to sit inside the territory. That is trespassing, my dear and the punishment, regrettably, is death."

His muscles flexed and tightened then, the snarl rising to sound more like a gutteral sound than just a warning. He crouched slightly, ready to jump in her path should she try to escape with her precious pup. Oh no, he'd enjoy that little snack after he got down gutting her mother. Livids pulled back more, revealing his pearly whites in all their glory as the saliva built in his oral cavities, ready to taste her sweet nectar. "No escape now, puppet." His lips sounded more like a pleasurable purr than anything.




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Devil May Cry//male//gray wolf//four years old//black coat//golden eyes//single//manipulated by DarQ






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