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 April 21, 2010 at 05:32:47 AM by Devil May Cry
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The midnight minx before him was entrancing, in a way. She held herself with such confidence that he could only be mesmerized longer. There was something in her like Queens. No, no one could have that same sexy allure as the onyx devil who was queen of this land. The huntress before him did have a thing about her, though. Damn, did he want to taste her. He noticed the way her fur bristled up on end, like a ballerina stretched before the recital, or a killer planned before the murder. Hell, who had time for planning? Like was all about the instincts, the reactions. A good killer could plan all he wanted, but an absolutely legendary killer did nothing but wait. Wait for the opportune moment, then strike. If counter strikes were added in, then instinct took over; the animal inside came out to play. Devil's animal came out a little more often, lately, but maybe that's because of the recent lack of activity. Boredom was getting a little too familiar with the virile and he was looking for some excitement of a different nature. This brutale looked exciting enough. She caught herself quick after his introduction, one single intake of oxygen before her own naughty little voice box produced its charm. Oh, this was going to be fun, he could already tell. Her whispers tickled his drums, making them flicker in enjoyment. The word master made him tighten, made him lust. So, she already knew who belonged on top. Good girl. His wrinkled tightened more as she went on. A sexy beast? His gold kissed optics searched the darkness over his own shoulder for a second, tasting the sarcasm in the air as he spun his dial back around to look at the delicious vix. When he turned back his voids, though, she had moved closer. Her sweet, tangy breath now whispered on his tulips, tickling them with an even more pleasing sensation. He basked in it for a moment, already imagining the things they could try. His mirrors looked to her own, only to find them staring submissively at the terra. The growl now escaping his lips sounded more like a tiger's purr. He leaned purposely toward her breath, toward her body, sensing its presence and leaving that little millimeter of space between their death kissed coats, only enough to allow the achingly painful air to travel through, if it squeezed enough. The tips of their hairs brushed ever so slightly, forming to each other like a sleeve then pulling away in a tease. He did the same, leaning away just a hair, enough to look back into her windows of blue as his trap gaped open slightly for the purr of his mysterious voice to escape. "I am lost to the sexy beast's whereabouts that you speak of, but I have to agree with your master. Dangerous things happen in the comfort of darkness. Devils come out to play." His irises of gold sparked in amusement as he hinted at his name, not expecting the duchess to pick up on it, but enjoying the closeness while it lasted. your screams sing me to sleep ................................ Devil May Cry//male//gray wolf//four years old//black coat//golden eyes//single//manipulated by DarQ 
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Replies:
- you'd be surprised. . . - By Sombra Cader April 25, 2010 at 03:07:39 AM
it may well be i surprising you - By Devil May Cry April 26, 2010 at 01:49:44 AM
I'd be dissapointed if you didn't - By Sombra Cader April 27, 2010 at 01:46:41 AM
you will not know the meaning of disappointment with me - By Devil May Cry April 30, 2010 at 02:33:23 AM
You better hope you can live up to your claims. - By Sombra Cader May 2, 2010 at 08:56:54 PM
Well, living is a requirement - By Devil May Cry May 4, 2010 at 03:30:49 AM