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 August 4, 2011 at 03:49:55 AM by Devil May Cry
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Thoughtful golden eyes glance toward the shadows of the forest as new scents fill my nostrils. I can smell that Queens is already attending to one of the unfamiliars yet a duo still remains untouched by Malignant blood. Ah well, guess that's my cue to make an entrance. Standing to shake the dust from my ebony coat, I immediately blend into the comforting shadows, letting them wrap around my midnight coat as if I were wrapped in their embrace. I would stay here for eternity if I could. My paws remain silent as I travel downwind of the new comers, taking my time as my alert gold eyes scan over the beauty of my home land. I have always favored the pack lands of Malignant. Though often thought of as dank and not homey, I find them quite catching in a sadistic sort of way. Tail arches over my spine and twitches in curiosity as I near the borders. Why would two come here together? Lovers or siblings. Tasting the air again with flared nostrils, I take it at the second of the two, since their scents are too intermingled to be that of mates. They share blood. Siblings it is, then. Strange that they would both think themselves worthy of Malignant. How fun it would be instead for them to fight to the death over who should get the rightful honors! My onyx lips tug into a twisted smirk at the thought as I continue pushing through the shadows till I find myself right across the border from them. Only then do I step from their comforting embrace in full view of the couple as I hold my head high to reveal my status of Delta as my golden eyes take in two. My tongue clicks against the top of my mouth in a tsk tsk sound as I slowly shake my head. My strong muscular legs start a wide circle around the siblings, only tightening as I start to speak. Tsk, tsk, someone doesn't know proper pack etiquette around here. Not on your belly when a pack member approaches? Standing as if to challenge? Not proper at all. No, someone should teach you how to show some skin around here. I lunge without warning, snapping my wide powerful jaws right behind the female's ear as my eye flickers to her brother, narrowing, daring him to even think of doing something about it. It will only end ugly for them both if he does. Chuckling as I pull back, I continue circling, tail flicking in irritation as I circle around by the male now, eyes piercing as a soft growl escapes my lips. What are your names, filth? |
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