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 December 23, 2010 at 12:24:19 PM by Arcadian
Alabaster body remained still throughout Queens, but relaxed. T’would be a lie to say he was ultimately surprised, it was no secret that Queens almost always got her way with the males she wanted. Honestly, it would be another lie to say he was concerned, she obviously had feelings for him and that really did mean something to him, but if Queens loved behaving how she behaved then he loved it too. He was more than happy to let her come and go and come back to him. He would remain there for her, the possibility of other faes on the side was probably inevitable, but they would have to match Queens or, disturbingly, one up her. There were few faes like her, so it wouldn’t be as easy to spread his well known joy to the women of Blossom. He smiled reassuringly at her and spoke up, still calm, perhaps a little smug even.
Well thank god you picked good genes for mine to contend with….
His first attempt, well, maybe his second, at humour, but his eyes narrowed, he spoke of a more serious question, still in his calm manner.
So whose going to be playing Daddy? Me or Soldier Boy over there?
He chuckled, trying to keep the mood light-hearted. He honestly didn’t mind and even if he did, it wasn’t like he could do much, what would he do? Kill the pups? Pft. Please, these might be the first viable, well bred, pups of his and he had other reasons to stick around. Sure, he’d give the father thing a go, but he wouldn’t surely win any daddy of the year award. He smiled again, but a little absent mindedly, thinking about strange things, such as naming pups. He’d make sure he’d give one at least a unique name, like his. He nuzzled Queens.
Mmmmm…but what if I don’t want you to change?
He drew back and looked at her, half expecting a response. His pink muscle ran over his lips and snout. She wanted to change for him, but what about her did she want to change, did she want to become faithful to only him? But that wasn’t her? Sure, he wouldn’t mind having claims on her anyway and anytime, but somehow, it just didn’t seem right for Queens, but perhaps he just wasn’t being opened minded enough.
In short, he’d love her no matter what.
Replies:
- all these voices in my head[finished] - By Queens December 24, 2010 at 03:10:16 PM
you see right through me - By Arcadian January 11, 2011 at 09:51:41 AM