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 October 19, 2011 at 03:07:11 AM by Sorrow
She hadn’t been here long, it had been just recently she had been accepted. She walked through the lands with ease now, the scent becoming more familiar and the well-used paths becoming more well-known as she created her own new paths. The sun was high in the sky and would start to sink soon. Already the light in the sky was becoming an orange tinted color the came with sunlight. But the night didn’t bother her she loved it. Her only camouflage now was the three spots near each of her brown eyes, and it didn’t do much good considering that the spots were tiny more like fake tears than actual spots. Her creamy white paws propelled her at a slow steady trot through the lands. Her ivory paws dancing across the dirt in a rhythmic fashion. Ivory ears perked forward at the sound of a newcomers call coming from the borders to her left. Her direction changed with a slight shift of paws and the low thuds that she had been making ceased. Her form drifted through the lands clinging to any possible shadow her ivory pelt would be less seen in. She chose a less dense area to keep the sound of rustling leaves from falling on the newcomer’s ears. She liked to surprise. She sauntered up to the new wolf standing just behind the border. Her eyes were blank as always and her face neutral. Her posture was that of a pack wolf. Her tail lifted just to omega status and her ears fixed forward onto the wolf in front of her. While the wolf didn’t seem like a challenger or any type of challenge at all you never knew and Sorrow was always prepared. “I am new here but even I know if you are looking for a place to call home you better submit, and stating your name would be nice to.” She smirked at the wolf, she would probably loathe submitting, something Sorrow couldn’t stand was a wolf who couldn’t or had a fit about submitting. As a wolf there were rules and you had to follow the rules. Most of the time anyway, breaking some of them was fun but within a pack you had to follow rules. The biggest rule of a pack was always submitted to the alpha. Sure she hadn’t fully submitted upon arriving here but she had laid down to show that she would submit when someone came. She had at least acknowledged the fact that she was below them, since she was an outsider. She had also waited patiently but she wasn’t going to nit-pick with this wolf. Sorrow |
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