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 December 10, 2011 at 03:43:44 PM by Kohaku
i will either find a way or make one The minutes fled across the sky and Ko blinked slowly in the midst of the passing clouds. She'd been awake for however long it’d been since she had seen her dear brother, Fenrir at the coyote hunt and it was now more than obvious that he wasn’t coming. An aching throb pulled at every single feminine muscle on her canvas as she forced herself to halt and take a deep breath. Jerk face. Fenrir was going to hear an ass-load of shit from her jowls once she found him again… and she was pretty sure that it wasn’t going to be a friendly talk. Kohaku wasn’t the kind of gal you want to stand up- she doesn’t forgive too easily. The pallid temptress with a single orange circle on her cranial searched her surroundings quietly and her black narettes flared in order to try to pick up on the scent from days ago. Wasn't too hard to do so since she’d been here for a while and knew her compass quite well. Later that same day, Ko found herself at the same border she had discovered Fenrir and Scarface’s cologne mingled into. The scenery was beautiful at least. She couldn’t deny that. Everything was multiple shades of green… the ferns that covered the ground and prevented you from seeing the dirt. Okay… on second thought, perhaps it was too green for its own good… it had a kind of queerness about the way… forget it. She couldn’t explain it correctly even if she put more effort into it. Ko had followed her own perfume back to the pack that held her kin’s musk, Malignant Felicity. She was not however surprised to find that the unnamed male’s scent (the one whom had ended her subtle watch from the top of the plateau while below the vargs tore apart coyote pups) was here as well. The delightful shrieks that had caressed her not so curvaceous form earlier still echoed pleasantly in her eardrums, but the quivering had long since stopped after she had gorged herself with yet another rabbit. Why that handsome soul had chosen her to make conversation with, she may never know for sure. The pallid femme smelled of blood and sickness. The blood musk was due to pacing. The ess had managed to rip open her already raw walkers on the sharp stones around Leisure Lake (so much for pebbles) and the blood that resulted from this was still dripping behind her. Even as she stood here, the intoxicating stench of her life fluid was enough to call a varg to where she stood waiting to be greeted. If her perfume wasn't enough already. The she wolf was nearing her first heat and gave off the lovely smell of hormones and all that jazz, though she couldn’t be less interested in any males. Her mother had fallen in love, and look at that mistake—it was the whole entire reason as to why she was in this freaking mess to begin with. Boredom caressed the nearly all white femme, threatening to drag her sorry ass into a sort of daze… perhaps even lull her to sleep. Kohaku didn't feel like howling to let her presence to be known. Why should she? To be honest, she didn’t want to attract any unwanted attention. And if she screamed her appearance to the world, what would happen then? Once again, her gaze wandered over to the carcass on the side of the boundary. Flies were buzzing greedily around the open flesh, regurgitating their digestive system and then eating it all up again. Ew. If she made the mistake of being too cocky, she would end up like that unlucky soul. Hell, she didn’t even know if she wanted to join or not. She just wanted to re-unite fully with her brother and have someone to relate to. Living alone was hard enough.. but knowing that you were related to someone… and they didn’t want you- well that was even worse than loneliness. Finally her boredom got the best of her, and her lips formed the shape of an “o,” allowing a swift breath of air to pass through quickly. It sang of thrills… whatever a killer might sing of. No, not trying to show off… just trying to grab Fenrir’s attention. After the short soliloquy was over, Kohaku swayed a bit, lack of sleep and loss of blood finally getting to her. Oh yeah, damsel in distress. If anyone so much as touched her, she was going to make sure they got a piece of flesh taken out of their rump. Nope, she was not in a good mood right now. How’d you notice? __________________________________________ Fae | Teen | Sister to Fenrir | Loner | Loveless ooc: ooomigod. it's super duper pooper short. TT_TT 
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Replies:
- TROUBLE: middle name - By NIKANDROS December 12, 2011 at 10:04:03 PM
aut viam inveniam aut faciam - By Kohaku December 13, 2011 at 10:34:54 PM
TROUBLE: middle name RANKED WOLF - By NIKANDROS December 14, 2011 at 02:46:10 AM
Break away - By Fenrir December 17, 2011 at 08:57:35 AM
aut viam inveniam aut faciam - By Kohaku December 18, 2011 at 01:14:28 AM
call me a liar - By Fenrir December 18, 2011 at 10:12:21 AM
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