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.
IP: 41.133.10.69
Posted on May 15, 2010 at 11:13:11 AM by Faol'an and Cvijet
Faol'an got up quickly as he heard the sounds of an approaching wolf. Sh was quite obviously the alpha. Knowing how ridiculous he must seem, he lowered his sleek pate and banner and kept below the height of the magnificent fea. But he would not scrabble in the dirt like a desperate crow-food eating loner.
He was tired and his determination almost deserted him when the alpha spoke, her words carrying a hint of maliciousness. The male could barely contain his anger at the way she spoke of Cvijet, but years of being an alpha himself had taught him how to hide his emotions so that when he spoke, his voice was level and calm, "I am Faol'an and the morsel between my legs, as you have so kindly stated, is Cvijet. As for how we came here, I was told that your pack had some defining qualities, standing out as something exceptional," he paused carefully trying to guage her reaction brfore continuing, "I came here hoping to find a place to rest myself and my sole remaining pup. If you would have me kneel and kow-tow in the dirt, I would do it but I implore you to leave me with the scrap of dignity I have left," once firey and magestic, the fight had drained from Faol'an's orbs and he wandered if the fact that he had three legs made the Alphess less inclined towards him. He only hoped she'd let him pass.
In contrast with her father, Cvijet had definately not run out of fire. She stalked right up to the scent line, her fur fluffed out in an attempt to seem larger only making her look more comical. Anger flashed in her green orbs. She would not allow her father to be run into the ground.
"I ran here with my father on my own four paws. I can hunt and I am strong. I am an asset to any pack," she repeated what she had heard her father say to many potential packs before, her glistening green orbs flashing indignance. She was sick of being turned back by every border.
"If you want me to prove my fighting skills I will," only then did she hear her father gasp and realise her rudeness. Laying on her stomach, she showed her throat to the alphess in the classic submission posture, however tiny rumbling growls still issued from her leathery lips.
"When I'm older, I'm going to be fearless like you and lead my own pack," she felt proud of her intentions and wanted every wolf to hear them. The situation had been cruelly snatched from between Faol'an's paws.
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- Re(1): This is my exhausted - By CASJ May 23, 2010 at 05:14:08 PM