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 July 22, 2010 at 07:18:52 PM by Tammy
Wake Up in the morningfeelin' Lyk Pdiddy
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 .I was on my way home. My brown, swirled body danced, zig zagged from corner to corner. I hadn't been doing much in Malignant- no wonder i stayed an omega. But hell, i didn't care... Malignant Felicity is like a non stop party. Drama, drugs, sex, everything. My amber eyes watched the trail carefully; twin towers high above, listening to every little jitter in the dense night. As i finally arrived at the border's side, i found in front of me (about twenty feet) a newcomer. I watched them, and stayed silent, and i carefully paced my paws; and i made sure i swayed with the wind so that it wouldn't give away my location. In the darkness. My feminine frame towered above the newcomer, and pretty much the only thing you could see were my bright amber eyes. My body was already so dark and brown that it mingled well with the darkness. My pearls perked out, and i snickered at the newcomers words. I gave a small wink at the Malignant member, telling him that i was into this... no matter what. Ahhh.... the killing game.... It's fake. There is no such thing. Now, what is it you REALLY WANT?! I said, purring the first few words, and brushing my body gently against the male, then bumped him harshly, and i began spitting the words out, snapping in his face. My words were everything but merciful; and after i was done, and waiting for his answer, i curved; flicking my banner in his face, and joining the one who i had never met, but heard of, Entertainer. My eyes were narrowed at the newcomer. I didn't like most of them... they thought they were killing machines. There might be fun in killing. But when a wolf said they could kill for games? C'mon. Only the big leagues could go up to that... and this wolf... well, let's just say he looked nothing close to them. . Female//Teen//Malignant Felicity//No Mate |
Replies:
- The things the wind have told me - By Bloodrush July 23, 2010 at 06:27:49 PM
Got my glasses i'm out thedoor DMC! - By Tammy August 4, 2010 at 03:05:36 AM
no wonder you can't do it, you're blind as a bat - By Devil May Cry August 5, 2010 at 01:29:32 AM