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 13, 2011 at 10:34:54 PM by Kohaku
i will either find a way or make one The clouds passed over her apex slowly, calling out discriminating names to her, making fun of Ko because unlike them, she couldn’t get away from the hellish world she lived in… but the female barely had time to direct her attention to the moving of the clouds above before a sound caught her attention and she snapped her apex to attention, audettes pricked forward and jowls parted just barely, breathing in the scents that she could. The musk found familiarity in her register, but Kohaku couldn’t put a face to it. Oh. Him. The nearly all pallid temptress wasn’t surprised when one of the three very wolves she had come here for (she wouldn’t admit it aloud) came right out from the bush and ferns surrounding the area. Unfortunately, the vargs she was here for were all males, which made her nearly in heat even worse than it already was. Oh the pleasures of life. She pondered silently to herself while he approached as to why she couldn’t recognize it. That’s right… sleep. The crimson front of his bodice was what gave him away at the very moment he came into view. His own mug parted and his words allowed a small half-hearted smile to grace her ebon kissers. Before she spoke, she took a hesitation moment. What would be the correct way to make conversation with this one? His gazers had before told her that he thought he was very smooth- a lady-catcher. Why not play back? Even if she was not too good with it, Ko tried. And trying makes all the difference. “Sympathy? I yearn for no sympathy… sadism is quite the turn-on for me though.” Kohaku beamed a bit more sarcastically and danced a little on her pillars when the handsome young brujo looked at her paws, the smirk fading slowly off his palette. Ah... “I find it very flattering that you would be looking me up and down-- it would be fantastic though, if you would accept my modesty.” she half-whispered, mocking his actions... she didn’t say her last thought... so she left the sentence on an akward note. A playful tone reached his vocals and Ko found herself at yet another fraud mordant... (sort of) libretto. Swaying to her original standing position, the ivory teen ambled towards the multi-coloured prince, gingerly lifting each paw- hoping to, by some means, make her footfalls less painful. Didn’t work out quite nicely as she thought it would. She encircled him once, dragging blood-stained swipes across the terra while in the process, as she’d done to Fenrir at the plateau, indeed crossing over the boundary line to reach him. If he was going to piss on her for doing so, so be it. “No one, I’m afraid...” a dramatic sigh filtered past her talkers and she laughed quietly, dragging her plumage under his jaw, tracing the delicate curvatures and indents in the bone. It was indeed a daring move. Something she would have never done weeks before. “However, I would be elated if you would teach me yourself. That is, if I manage to persuade you to let me more than five feet into your home.” That was it. Her intentions had been made clear. She was not flirting with him because he had posed quite the charming attitude towards her earlier. It was for her benefit that she would be able to join this place. Her teasing smile widened, as if it had been her intention all along- and indeed it had. Her amber torches took to looking directly into his sapphire ones, challenging his decision on what he would do. She had gone back to her spot on the other side of the territory marker. If he had something to say, she would wait patiently before putting forth her title. “I suppose now would be the time to introduce myself... I am Kohaku, sister to Fenrir and daughter of Scarface—if you haven’t guessed already. You can call me Ko.” She waited patiently, ignoring the stabbing pain on the bottom of her columns. It wasn’t like she could do anything about them really... Standing was hell, walking was like hell x 2 and running? Out of the question. With a jolt and epiphany, Kohaku lowered herself onto her abdomen, not rolling over, but low enough to the point that it was in an authentic submissive pose. Her audettes flicked back against her apex and she held her breath, ignoring the needles of pain poking at her. A look up to the unnamed boy showed that she was not amused with this- though it needed to be done sooner or later… it showed that she was interested in a place of this pack… even if her family members hated her for the intrusion. That was their problem and if they couldn't deal with it, she wasn't going to do anything about it. __________________________________________ Fae | Teen | Sister to Fenrir | Loner | Loveless ooc: im so sorry for the crappiness of this… I feel like all my muse has left me for the week :( 
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- 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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