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 April 26, 2011 at 01:19:47 AM by Devil May Cry
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I have to admire the girl's personality, she's quite laid back, not the panicky sort, I guess. I grin wider as my fur brushes against hers, meshing white and black and I can feel the instant shudder that overtakes her body. A dark chuckle drips from my fangs and anyone can see that I'm enjoying every minute of this. Feeling her gaze, I twist my own features till I'm looking eye to eye with her. She has beautiful eyes, something any other male with manners would comment on. Instead, I just lick my lips ever so slowly, wanting her to see the darkness licking at the backs of my own gazers, threatening to overtake me like a demon possession at any moment. As the white female glances toward Baku, I, too, turn my golden eyes on the her, wondering at her silence. It doesn't seem like Baku to remain this inert when something so...flashy appears. As I lean in to lick delicately at her ear, I chuckle a bit, tickling her inner ear, liking the tingling sensation of my breath hitting her soft skin. It's a bit intimate, if I were that kind of guy. I ask for her name and she takes her sweet time answering but I get a sense that it's not because she's goading me or anything. She's merely the thoughtful sort and that's not always a bad thing. I feign patience and continue circling, allowing her to breathe as I once more lean in to caress my far against hers, almost like a cat rubbing its scent on its master. Then she allows her strangely gruff voice to exit and I take in her name with pricked ears. Llorana... I allow the name to roll off of my tongue like a purr as my eyes twinkle mischeveously in her direction, as if I'm already picturing the fun we could be having. I take a moment to consider while I circle. She seems like she would be quite the asset to Malignant and honestly, I'm eager to see how she turns out. She's still young and still learning. Who knows how twisted she'll be in just a week or two? Another chuckle drips from my lips at the thought before I pull up to a halt facing the white female and cock my head ever so slowly to the side, eyes piercing right through her. I don't see a reason why you can't cross the border, such a pretty thing as yourself. We shall have some fun in due time, I'm sure. My words roll off dark and dangerous, full of mysterious intentions as I then turn my back on the girl and nod toward Baku. Show her around if you think you can teach her a thing or two. My eyes flash challengingly at her as I continue walking, disappearing into the darkness of the forest as silently as I came. |
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