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 November 21, 2010 at 05:54:11 PM by Queens
I promise to depart just promise one thing... __________________ My belly was buldging now and it was more than ever obvious I was pregnant, again. This time I wasn't bitter though, it was a really great feeling. You know, not to be a psychotic mother murderer who was praying to the gods above that every single being that I pushed out would be still born. Atleast, all the ones that reminded me of him. Yet now, I walked with a happier pep in my step. I was overjoyed at the possibility of little rug rats running about. Of course, only my rug rats that is. I by no mean felt that caring instinct most weak ass femme's felt towards little pups but in some sort sick twisted way I had a sort of love for my own children. I still wasn't clear who the father was but I had narrowed it down to two..maybe three. I honestly didn't remember the last time I had hooked up with Devil but figured if any popped out with his characteristics I might as well be prepared. Really the neck and neck race would be between Arcadian and Sidorio. Both encountered me during my peak during my season. Hell, the little demons I carried inside of me actually may have been fathered by both brujos. Wouldn't that just label me as little miss slut slut. But ahh, who cared honestly. As I moved my not some slender body into my packlands I figured first thing first, I would head to the willow. I needed some peace and comfort and that was my all time favorite place. Just before I came up on the nice little nook of paradise I howled for Arcadian. I needed to speak with him, even though now I didn't need to tell anyone what was going to happen in the next few weeks. It was painfully obvious. I hated the whole bloated look. Didn't really compliment my figure at all, I prefur the thinner verson of me. As my paws slowed down I came up on the willow. I could feel my tiers pull up into a smile as I circled the large weeping tree once. Letting the vines reach out and tickle at my sides as I brushed up against it. Then, just like some sort of secret ninja I dissappeared between the thick sheet of weeping limbs and behind my natural curtain of privacy. Laying and waiting patiently for hopefully Arcadian to show up. kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.. |
Replies:
- this is what I thought so think me naive - By Arcadian December 10, 2010 at 02:30:33 AM
white demon¢¾ - By Queens December 15, 2010 at 04:35:26 PM