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.
IP: 75.91.92.147
Posted on August 7, 2011 at 02:41:13 AM by Devil May Cry
 |
My golden eyes flash in slight irritation as a howl rings out through Malignant. Why are all the wolves coming out in pairs this week? Are they too scared to face this place alone? I chuckle to myself at the thought before blending into the shadows of the forest as I head for the border once more. My paws are silent as I approach, giving me time to look the couple over before I make my appearance. They don't look like anything special but unlike the last pair, its harder to tell if they're mates or siblings. For all I know, they're just two close friends. I remember their strangely intertwined howl and grimace to myself. Whatever. Stepping from the shadows, I stop a few feet from them, holding my head up high enough for them to see that I hold rank in the pack. My gold eyes roam over them hungrily, moving over the female's frame more willingly than the male's. My lips tighten, curling back some though not enough to reveal a fang, not just yet. Twitching the tip of my tail, I start to circle the two, blending my circle tighter then wider and reaching out with my tail to brush it intimately against the female's shoulders, eyes daring the male to react. They're on my turf now and they'd better act appropriately. What are your names? My tone is deep and demanding. |
Replies:
- Alright - By Belleza and Varg August 7, 2011 at 02:44:58 PM
not arguing is a good thing here - By Devil May Cry August 8, 2011 at 04:53:34 AM
Understood - By Belleza and Varg August 8, 2011 at 01:17:48 PM