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: 99.117.237.127
Posted on November 18, 2011 at 01:59:20 AM by Stiletto
The ebony ess was lounging within the terra's thick shadows. Her younger siblings had gone off to hunt coyotes, her mother was … well, whatever her mother was usually off doing. Usually Devil or one of the other beasts beneath her command. A stranger's call was brought to her lobes. While Stiletto wasn't typical for the border patrol thing, this one was quite near by and it happened that she had nothing better to occupy herself with. She lifted her figure from the ground and soon her stilts were propelling her forward. She crept through the darkness, allowing it to cling tight to her fur as to stay hidden until the moment she chose to expose herself.
Pale yellow eyes found a teen waiting, it obviously having been him who had given the requesting howl. He was young, but fit beneath his inky coat. She finally stepped out to reveal her curved, feminine form. As always when she walked, her hips held a slight sway to them. Her tail was up and arched over her back, despite her not being alpha. If a higher ranked wolf were to come along she would place it in a proper length, but until then she couldn't help being a little over confident.
“Down. Now.”
Her voice, however sultry, held an almost cruel twist in it. By down she of course meant for him to submit as he was failing to do so beforehand. It was always fun to strip a man of his cockyness before he ever thought of stepping foot beyond the borders of a female powerhouse.
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- So i am back again. - By Reese November 19, 2011 at 02:31:24 PM
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Hey well thats what guys do isnt it? - By Reese December 4, 2011 at 02:18:04 PM