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 26, 2010 at 01:49:44 AM by Devil May Cry
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His smirk widened at the soft sound of her purring, so feline and yet so dangerous at the same time. You see, Devil never underestimated females. In many ways, he had come to find them more deadly than males. They had the only weakness of males like himself in their very paws, just lucky for him that most he came across were too dumb to know it. Lust. They wrapped him around their smallest toe with it. They could drag him to the ends of the earth with it. Other boys could say they could control themselves so much that the sexiest devil in the universe couldn't make them stumble. Bullshit, that's all it was. Whether they like it or not, the blood flow that runs down to that oh so potent organ was far more controlling than any emotion or thought. It was the very essence of masculine. The ebonite virile could tell she was relishing their tease and he would be a liar to admit he didn't also feel the waves of intimacy flowing between them. Not too shabby seeing as how he'd just met her a few seconds ago. He'd only heard her voice twice. Not too shabby at all. The velca knew what she was doing. She longed to be as close as possible yet she didn't want to give in just yet. He liked it better that way. He liked to let it go on as far as possible, till the feeling hit them so hard that it felt like it would kill him to go any longer without being inside of her. You hit that point then you keep waiting, of course. He didn't even know her name yet he already didn't want her to go. The wench suddenly stepped back, the demon letting nothing but his sunkist gazers move, following her every twitch with a dark sensual intelligence. She twisted her lucious features away from his mirrors in almost a shy fashion, yet he already had an inkling that this lady was anything but. His gold brushed windows continued to study her, watching her feather light plumage caress the earth behind her almost as soft as his tongue could caress her soul. He watched her delicious hips rotate and shift, so graceful the movement he would have thought her an assassin herself. Finally, her deadly lips parted to let her sultry song escape. He tilted his pate slightly to the side. One would have thought the motion cute if his orbits didn't hide such a sinister shadow in a cloak of longing. As her paw moved forward, as if of its own accord, his covers tightened, wrinkled more at the edges as his lanturns sparked. She was moving ever so slowly and he longed to draw the space out more, just to taunt himself. Instead he held his spot, bowing his dial more as his bright irises stared up at her with a melting gaze. "Devils have many sides, puppet. Their play can be just as rough as their work. Such a delicate morsel as yourself should take caution before teasing a stranger in the night." As he spoke, his flag waved once in the air, pupils seeming to darken slightly in mischief from their usual golden hue. ................................ Devil May Cry//male//gray wolf//four years old//black coat//golden eyes//single//manipulated by DarQ 
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Replies:
- 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