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 February 18, 2011 at 04:26:23 AM by Devil May Cry
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The sun feels good soaking into my onyx coat yet I should have known it was not meant to last. A call rings out over the land and its so familiar that at one time it might have made my breath rush hot from my lungs. Ah, Queens calls. It has been too long since her sweet scent filled my nostrils yet my gold kist eyes haven't seen her in a lifetime either, it seems. She has been too absent for my liking. Bitter? Perhaps. After all, she had pups and I got no invitation. Okay, now I'm just being a dick about it but who cares? That's the way I am, take it or leave it. I have never been one to take loyalties or to care. Yet I gave my loyalty to Queens the first moment I laid eyes on her. I still remember the day I came to Malignant, fresh out of my assassin business, fit, a thirst for the kill, and cocky as hell. Here I am today just the same yet the assassin business is in the past and while I've enjoyed the break of not wandering all the time, blood lust is a hard thing to get withdrawals from. At night, it gets worst, sending me thirsting to death yet drinking from the stream is not nearly enough to quench it. My throat has more of a scarlet taste and I don't have the means to satisfy it. No longer can I kill to my heart's desire, though I look forward to the first trouble maker that I can make a punching bag out of. It's been too long since I've been in a fight. Of course, I'd still enjoy it better if it ended in death. Raising my wide set body to my paws, I stretch out long and full, strong muscles rippling coarsely along my fighter built body. I am in my prime and damn, I love it. Ebony ears flick forward to recieve the call before I start at a leisurely pace toward it. No need to rush. My tail wavers behind me, set in Omega position. Ranks have never been an issue at Malignant yet this is the first pack meeting that I know of since I've joined. How long has it been now? Wow, too damn long. Holding my great head high, its not soon enough that I'm inhaling the angel of death's nectarous perfume and yes, it gets me hot as ever. Walking into the clearing, my gold kissed eyes find the she devil standing on her perch on a rock and out of courtesy, my head dips in respect and my ears flick back, yet the light in my eyes is bright and mischeveous as ever, even as they caress over her luscious curves, delighting in all their folds. Oh yes, you could say I have a thing for the queen, though its not like I ever thought anything to come of it. I am not the settling down type and from what I've known of her, neither is she. She had a mate and he got killed by Pendulum, who then became her mate and ran off. The most recent is Arcadian, a white male of the pack and he hasn't been around as of late either. A pattern in effect? Maybe. Sidorio, the former king of Abendrot has stepped down from his throne and the rumors are that he's come to Malignant to rejoin Queens. Who knows? Something might come of that. Maybe even a bit of testosterone fueled jealousy. One can only hope. I'd like popcorn for that show. Finding a spot off by myself, I seat myself on my flanks and wrap my tail around them casually, only now letting my gaze wander to the pair in the clearing across from me. It's an unfamiliar mother and her pup and I remember them from the border with Metronome. Ah, so they made it after all and now they're here to stay. Oh goody. My eyes fall to the pup and my nostrils wrinkle up in distaste. I've never had a thing for pups and yet neither has Queens yet here she is letting one in. Funny how things change. Maybe she has gotten soft as I've feared. My eyes roam to her again, raising an invisible brow with a hidden message. Does she need a reminder of her old days? I could show her a good murder any time, all she has to do is say yes. We could have fun together, just like we used to. Of course she has a new litter to take care of now and two fathers knocking down her door. Surely she wouldn't want to bother with a player like me. Oh well, one can only hope. She will always be my queen. |
Replies:
- Living in Black & White - By Zerachiel February 20, 2011 at 07:49:51 PM
Speeding by like a BULLET - By Silver Bullet February 21, 2011 at 02:05:20 AM
eyes on fire - By Queens February 24, 2011 at 07:00:24 AM
It's time the fucking step... - By Matchitehew aka The Midget Man February 25, 2011 at 02:06:33 AM
let the fun begin - By Devil May Cry February 27, 2011 at 05:17:33 AM
Speeding by like a BULLET - By Silver Bullet March 2, 2011 at 02:15:55 AM
Living in Black & White - By Zerachiel March 3, 2011 at 03:06:06 PM
eyes on fire - By Queens March 6, 2011 at 09:42:27 PM
It's time the fucking step... - By Matchitehew aka The Midget Man March 8, 2011 at 11:41:56 PM
One, Two - By Baku March 15, 2011 at 00:21:57 AM
how many seconds it takes to kill a fool - By Devil May Cry March 21, 2011 at 10:37:20 PM
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