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 June 25, 2010 at 08:14:11 AM by Devil May Cry
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Well, it seems the party was just getting started. As Devil was busy admiring Stiletto and mocking Entertainer for some fun, he caught the aroma of something deadly and exciting. Ah, the sexy beast of hell herself. He watched with glee as the demoness pranced onto the scene, as fiercesome as ever and just as lustful. There was just something about the experience and confidence with which she held herself that would have him purring like a cat in seconds. Yes, he actually said that, at least to himself. He would never admit it out loud, too much of a rep for that. She looked at Stiletto and Devil caught the look of familiarity. Hmm, what was that about? He wondered briefly if they were kin, the thought making him both a little uncomfortable and excited all at the same time. When Queens called her "Dear," it only heightened his thoughts. He twitched one lobe, the only thing that showed him being thoughtful. His features meanwhile stayed as smooth as ever. Then the huntress smirked and looked his way. He gave her a nod of respect, even ducking his fore hand lower to show he was still ready to lower himself below her command at any time. Or he could be above her, whichever way she liked best. The thought made him smirk, but then another scent caught his nostrils and made him twitch. Great, another brujo, just what this party needed. More testosterone. As Arcadian made his presence known, the midnight hewn bronco nodded his cap in greeting to the boy, having no grudges against him but maybe that was only because he didn't know the hutner well enough. He tended to find something wrong with just about everyone but a handful of the female species. Only a few of them had any brain left besides the part that said "power" and "fuck me." When the ivory vampire came on the scene, he could instantly tell that him and Queens had fucked. It wasn't the bow or even the lick on the chin, both respectful wolf actions not to be thought of. It was the way Arcadian looked at her, like she was something to be worshipped, but something way more familiar to his orbs and body than he was trying to let on. Oh yeah, boy, you've been caught. Devil smirked wider, glancing between the two and lifting a brow. It wasn't really news to him as he knew Queens had a habit of showing her more decent soldiers a good time when she needed some male company and it was only natural that she would turn to someone else she deemed worthy of her presence when he wasn't around. He couldn't be selfish, anyway. Queens was the leader of her own body and what she did with it didn't offend him at all. He enjoyed every part of her. He felt no twinge of jealousy as the snowy gladiator moved closer to her, instead giving him a playful wink that said "get 'em tiger" before he looked back at Entertainer and Stiletto. He knew Arcadian was whispering something in the alphess's auds but he didn't really care what he said, seeing as he had plenty to gain his attention from right in front of him. A remark threw his way did catch his attention though, making his tulips flick back toward the stud as he grinned, revealing his deadly weapons, gold painted optics twinkling with mischeif. "Ah, but I do love the pain, don't you?" His comment was given in the same sarcastic format as Arcadian's gibe, not trying to out do the titan but rather letting him in on something they might share an interest in. His globes moved toward the death hewn priestess at the brute's side, his grin fading a little as he studied her for a second, making sure she seemed okay after the whole Pendulum incident. He would do anything for her, and wanted her to know in that short little second that he would. He could tell by Arcadian's manner and closeness that he was looking for a little alone time with the queen and Devil figured if that's what she wanted, then maybe it would be good for her to know she was worshipped by another. Really, she was worshipped by basically every killer in this pack, and he hoped she knew it. He couldn't picture the beautiful vampiress without her deadly grace adn confidence. It just wouldn't be right. He never wanted to see her hurt. His pupils returned to the grace and potential deadliness Stilleto gave off. It was so strange the way the two were alike, he wondered.... ................................ Devil May Cry//male//gray wolf//four years old//black coat//golden eyes//single//manipulated by DarQ 
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Replies:
- Just like a CYCLONE - By Huntress June 26, 2010 at 06:25:36 AM
But still you believe - By Stiletto June 28, 2010 at 07:00:08 AM
Can you handle what im bout to do - By Entertainer July 20, 2010 at 02:35:58 AM
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