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 August 12, 2010 at 02:13:25 AM by Queens
Send the pain below __________________ My fucking side was killing me. I was so happy to be back in my territory, my comfort zone. With every step I could feel my muscles scream that they were tired. My burning ambers scanned the area and I went to take a deep breath but was quickly reminded of the stabbing pain in my side. I growled instantly and pushed forward. I HATED being hurt. The only thing that I could think of at the moment was, the willow. My ebon cloaked paws carried my earthy toned body easily across my terra. I had a little sort of limp in my step, but nothing severe. I found my-self taking in short quick breathes as my body begged for me to lay down in rest. Yet, I just really wanted a quick dip in the stream beside that beautiful weeping willow and then to crawl into its fingertips and take a peaceful nap. I wrinkled my nose as I slowed weaved my way thru the terra and onto one of the main paths. Totally not my style because I’d rather stick to the shadows, but I couldn’t imagine anything touching my side more than it had to. I continued on and soon enough my flutes perked at the found on the cool refreshing water. If my side wasn’t stabbing my lungs I think I would have ran for it. Yet, soon enough I could see the spring flowing and the comfort of the long curtains of the weeping willow. As I came up on the edge of the steady stream I leaned in and let my pink muscle reach out and collect some of the crisp liquid. I pulled it in and began quenching my thirst. Then I noticed I was lapping it up pretty fast and actually got that tickle in the back of my throat and instantly I began coughing. Then at the same time as I was coughing my side started hurting again. UGH. As I gathered my-self back together I felt my tiers pull back and my ivories show. I was just pure aggravated and felt like going on a hunting mission to kill that little whore who had done this to me. Maybe I would send a lil team of assassins out for her head, while I was recouping. I eased my-self in the water and within seconds the relief from my side came and washed over me. I closed my eyes for a few seconds only to reopen them to the water around me that was once a blue clear color now a crimson soaked color. The challengers blood now washing away in my stream. I watched it for a few seconds until the water turned blue again. I was clean and refreshed…now to go groom my-self and take a nap. I eased my-self back out of the water and onto the land. Glancing around I quickly caught drift of a very familiar scent, but one I had not scented in awhile. Devil. I pinpointed with my shallow breaths that he was behind my curtain, my sanctuary., so I started in my-self. As I pushed thru the curtain with ease my ambers fell on the ebon brujo. I cocked my head to the side and gave a slight nod. Devil, its so good to see a familiar face. It has been awhile… I grinned at him and within seconds I was easing my-self on the ground. As I finally laid all the way down I yelped in pain, which was quickly followed by a growl. I felt weak and I hated that feeling most of all. I send the pain below.. |
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- giving the pain, one victim at a time - By Devil May Cry August 12, 2010 at 03:30:51 AM