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 June 29, 2011 at 03:11:52 AM by Llorana
And nothing is quite what it seems. You're dreaming, oh you're dreaming! ---------------------------------- It was her time to allow a light and gentle chuckle to bubble up from within her throat to spill across her lips. His reaction was just what Llorana had wanted, for she had completely turned the tables on him. He had not been expecting it in the slightest, and this pleased her greatly. Continuing to gaze down at him, her sapphire irises' gleamed with delight as his shocked expression, her own previous shock a thing of the past. Now he was the one that was frozen solid beneath her, and she was the one with all the power. She could get used to this, being the one on top. But his next gesture caught her off guard, once again. He seemed to trace the end of his muzzle lightly along her body from beneath her, which brought a puzzled expression across her features. But it was made obvious to what he was attempted to do, as he shoved his snout at the point where her forelimb meets her torso. A tender area that is entirely weak to that sort of touch, because of one reason. It fucking tickles like hell. Sapphire eyes widened considerably, before her body began to respond to the touch. Hips squirming created an awkward movement between the two young wolves, but Llorana still did not force her gaze away from his- she was determined not to let him win. The stubbornness of her adolescence still shining through brightly. She could not help it, for she wasn't even a full grown adult yet. She had just blossomed, and so somewhere deep inside her she still retained her puppy like qualities. But of course it had all been hidden under that cold, distant wolf she had been before. But what was she now? Some fun loving, goofy, play around wolf? Yet.. what would happen to her when she wasn't around Niko? Would she go back to normal, with no.. fun in her life? She didn't like the thought, and it brought an unwilling whimper to her lips that she attempted to cover up with a loud clearing of her throat. Now she actually did turn her gaze away from the boy beneath her, she didn't want him to see the sudden conflicting emotions she was currently going through. This was not something heavy and deep between the two young wolves. This was merely a playful thing that allowed them to release some pent up energy. But.. Llorana could not help the feeling that she would feel completely amiss if she wasn't in Niko's presence. And she had never, not once in her life, relied upon another in such a way, and in all honesty- the thought completely frightened her. But as her gaze was turned away from him, he would hopefully not be able to sense this about her. But regardless, he kept up the prodding at her armpit which in turn eventually caused her to fall over and off from atop him. She then laid next to him, sprawled out in all her gangly, adolescent glory. But of course.. she was an adult now, but did she really have to act like one? She liked feeling this joy and happiness when around Niko, but what if that wasn't acceptable for a wolf? What if it wasn't allowed? With these thoughts suddenly weighing heavy across her mind, it seemed Llorana almost reverted within herself. She still didn't look at Niko, but kept her body close enough to his that she could easily feel his warmth.. she was at a current loss at what to do or think. But after several moments of this silence, she finally tilted her muzzle so that her gaze fell across the boys fourm once again. As she had when first coming across him, she allowed her gaze to roam across his fourm in observing every detail she could about him. His colouration was entirely other worldly to her, and it kept her interest rightly so. She wanted to ask about it- and so she did. "Niko.. why is your pelt so.. bizzare?" Her voice was soft, with light pauses between some words as she fourmed her sentence correctly within her head. She then waited patiently for his reply, her deep, sapphire gaze still focused solely on his own. Yes, they would be great friends one day.. OldSoul How can you know this way not that? You choose the door you choose the path. |
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- TROUBLE: middle name - By NIKANDROS July 14, 2011 at 06:54:57 AM
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