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 March 31, 2011 at 02:49:56 PM by Devil May Cry
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The sweet tang of blood in my mouth lets me know that I managed to grab onto the male's shoulder. As planned, I jerk my head and rip into it, tearing as much skin as possible before he ducks away and goes for a roll. Of course, as planned, I go right along with him, ducking my head down at his rolling form to catch him in as many places as possible with my wide set jaws. I can feel Baku's presence too and know that she is in the midst of attacking him from the other side. In this way, we sandwich the young male in, leaving him to his fate between two far greater forces. He still has the ignorance to fight back instead of trying to find an escape, causing my already short temper to flare even higher. I stay in constant motion with my head, darting in and out to bite him in as many places as possible, so I snarl deep in my throat as his fangs graze across my jaw just as I'm pulling back from yet another attack on his flesh with my teeth. It's enough to draw blood, but not much else. The young male suddenly twists onto his stomach, lunging for my leg. With another snarl of insolence, I jump back out of reach and spin back around, open jaws lunging toward the side of his head which he just opened by twisting around. If I manage to grab it in my jaws, I snap down with all my force, enough to definitely break the skin and cause some head injury, even enough to crack his skull a little if he doesn't try to dodge at all. That would cause his brain to swell and ultimately could kill him. Even as I pull back from that attack, be it a miss or a hit, I continue to lash out at his body ever more fiercely, spurred on by his continued attacks. I'm sure Baku is doing the same, and as he's more worried about me than her, I'm sure most of her attacks will manage to hit true. He'll be hard pressed to defend himself from two wolves at once, I don't care how much training he's been through. I stay in constant motion, biting at his head and neck, keeping the bites clean and hard, clamping down each time with brute force of my jaws, enough to break a fragile teen bone. He doesn't know what he's in for and he doesn't know that he cannot win this battle. His best bet would be to break free and run, yet he stays foolish as I labeled him and remains to fight back when only death will win. If any other wolves come now, it will only be to aid me and Baku, not that we need it. |
Replies:
- Couldn't have said it better myself - By Baku March 31, 2011 at 08:11:17 PM
Is this death? - By Scorpio April 1, 2011 at 10:26:48 AM
you would know - By Devil May Cry April 4, 2011 at 04:12:02 PM
He USED to - By Baku April 5, 2011 at 05:39:28 AM