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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TROUBLE : middle name
IP: 75.89.18.119
Posted on June 2, 2011 at 08:30:13 PM by NIKANDROS

I can see humor written all over the white female’s face as she stares at me, seemingly transfixed. Innocent playfulness reflects back at her from my bright blue eyes yet there’s a shadow of darkness on the edges, threatening to overcome the brightness as life takes over. How that comes out will depend on my pup and teen hood, I guess. I can’t help but return the smile, wanting to tell her that I think hers is pretty but resisting since it might come off too cheesy. If there’s anything I strive not to be, it’s cheesy. As if on cue to my silent challenge, Llorana pushes back onto her hindquarters and launches out toward me. I have to admit that mild surprise lights up my eyes for a moment, almost in doubt of what I’m seeing but my body is quicker on the draw, already tensing and getting ready to dodge or jump to the side. Yet at the sane time, my more daring side challenges me. What if I don’t dodge? What if I simply stay crouched here waiting and see if she will just bowl me over or if she will jump to the side at the last minute herself? Who knows? I could be dodging a lot of pain if I just did what my instincts are telling me, what my body is telling me, yet my mind is all too in control at the moment.

She must have been thinking that I might not dodge, for I notice the extremely little motion as she nears. It’s like watching her graceful body move in slow motion, and I notice the slight skip of her stride that moves her to the side just a tad so that she’s not coming at me headlong now but where she’ll run right past me, maybe even grazing our fur together. My body remains alert and tense, ready just in case yet I’ve already made my mind up to stay and see what happens. Intrigue fills my eyes as Llorana reaches out and I get another instinct to crumple into a ball and yelp in pain even before anything has happened. I know that this is a very puppy like thing to do and so it should come natural that that’s what I should do when an older stronger wolf reaches out her mouth, yet again my mind squashes the instinct and gives me another option. Wait and see.

MY skin tingles as her teeth graze over my fur and I feel a little stinging pain as if she’s pulled a few hairs loose in her motion, yet it’s nothing to what I had been preparing for. Her teeth doesn’t even touch my skin and I silently thank her for it, yet my body is already responding to what little pain she has given me, my neck and back crouching even lower to the ground to get out of her grasp as I spin around with her body, my own little fangs darting out for a back leg. Of course she’s much faster than I gave her credit for and she is out of my grasp before I can even finish the spin. My teeth clamp on air and a defiant bark escapes my lips before I can even think about it. A bit of disappointment and even some shame reveals in my eyes before I draw the immature thoughts back. There will be other chances, I tell myself. MY tail continues wagging this whole time, letting her know that I’m taking nothing seriously. I know that this is simply play and I am already enjoying myself.

I watch her pivot around to put some distance between us, her eyes already watching me for a reaction. I square myself up facing her and let my body take over this time, no hesitation in my young muscles as they tense and spring my form forward. My tail wags behind me invitingly as another bark of warning escapes me. My blue eyes are bright and playful as I bound toward her. Though I lack the grace of her lean legs, mine are strong enough to send me toward her as I grab for her tail or back leg with my ample jaws, snapping just closed enough to tug. I don’t aim to hurt the female, just to keep her on her toes. I’m already thinking out her reactions, how she might just spin around to face me, getting her tail and legs out of reach but instead putting her fore legs in my path. I will grab at whatever and then tug back, my bdoy already ready to halt and pull back.

I also don’t plan to hang on long. That could cause pain so I will tug then release to jump back and put some distance thought of course that never goes to plan. As I’ve said before, my body lacks the grace of experience so as I jump away, my leg catches and I trip, rolling into a ball as momentum spins me backwards toward a bush. I end up with my back against the roots and my head in the thick folds of the branches. I sit there mesmerized and dizzy for a moment before a bark of laughter escapes my throat. Trotting out of the folds of the bush, I stop to shake and eye her once more, wondering if I was unlucky enough for her to see that.

OOC: Sorry it took so long Chloe!!

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