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 November 27, 2011 at 03:20:42 AM by Devil May Cry
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By the time the male had uttered his first words, I lunged. Angling my jaws, I snarled and aimed right ofr his jugular, going for the easy kill. If he manages to dodge, I dance around the edges, sticking to the shadows till I lunge at his side, jaws aiming for his side this time. My dance is a series of furious yet well timed snaps, all the while my muscular form dancing in and out of the shadows that the trees offer up, hiding my intentions as I reach out to snap down at his face, then his back leg, then his other front leg, angling my jaws to break and smash. There's no way he can dodge them all. Even as I attack, I'm stuck in defense mode, tucking my head to protect my throat and keeping my body in constant motion, ears flicking, staying focused on the punk who dared to call me out. Mutt? I don't think so. He's useless to me and therefore useless to the pack. Taking a small break from the chaos of attack, I halt in the shadows, pacing so he can't get a lock on my body to attack. My voice is a deep menacing growl that vibrates deep in my chest. You insignificant cretin, I am Beta of this pack and I never pretended to be Alpha. The only reason she would come to see you is to help wipe the earth's surface with your mangy hide. You speak without thinking and know nothing of respect so you are worthless here. You are worthless in any pack with that attitude. Make your choice. Either die here fighting for your life or leave now. Do not come back. |
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- !FOOL! - By Kylo November 29, 2011 at 09:16:19 PM