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 28, 2010 at 07:00:08 AM by Stiletto
Her pale yellow eyes didn't miss that smirk on Devil's lips, causing her brow to quirk ever so slightly. In reply to her playful comment, he said something that would mean a couple different things to the dark pelted vixen, and she grinned slightly, knowingly. The young adult passed a glance towards the other male, wondering if he had anything to attempt at adding into conversation. When he obviously had nothing clever to say, Stiletto licked her lips, about to part them, when a very familiar scent grazed her nostrils. Out of the darkness formed the dangerous combination of muscles and curves that was her mother. She watched as she could picture Devil and the white male both probably melting at her mother's paws. Though she figured Devil could hold himself better than the newcomer.
“Someone call for me? Thought I felt my auds burning.. My dear Stiletto, please tell me...how have you been.”
Before she had a second to answer, another wolf joined the party. Her face was set in a pleasant way, though not necessarily smiling as she watched. It was a particularly sexy white male who nearly rivaled the likes of the raven wolf. Stiletto had more of a taste for the ”dark” side though, and still found herself leaning more towards the wolf who even had Devil in his name. None-the-less, she found herself wondering if she might have a “proper” meeting with this white stranger at some point in time. He came up to his alpha, bidding her a greeting with his tongue. Typical. Any reason to get his slobbery muscle onto the sexy female. The thought almost made her giggle once more. The gathering was held up as the ivory male felt the need to whisper into Queens' ear before looking at Devil and saying something referring to herself. Her head tilted upward in a slightly cocked angle as if with body language she were saying “oh really?” and allowed a sexy little smirk to overcome her features.
Something between his whisper and the looks getting passed told her that he must be her newest pet. Maybe even her favorite for the time, if she had favorites. Devil sarcastically came back with a comment, obviously being able to hold his own in a battle of wits. For a few seconds silence remained, and then another scent approached. Damn, this really was turning into quite the pack meeting, wasn't it? The wolf who entered next was a wolf Stiletto had definitely met before … almost like an aunt to her. The maned wolf Huntress, probably the closest thing to a beta that the pack had. The red cloaked femora slid herself between the alpha and ivory brute like a talent stripper giving two lap dances at once. Indeed, she fit your profile for a Malignant female. The newest addition to the group gave Stiletto's mother a greeting before sweeping a look over the others. Stiletto found that as good a time as any to finally answer her mother, since they had gone through enough interruptions.
By the way, I've been keeping myself 'entertained'. And yourself, mother?
Her feminine tone glided from her tongue to the air smoothly. The midnight painted femora smiled, eyes resting upon Queens for the few moments after the words were out.
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- Can you handle what im bout to do - By Entertainer July 20, 2010 at 02:35:58 AM