You said you would love me no matter what%01 where are you now?

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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You said you would love me no matter what, where are you now?
IP: 69.108.102.178
Posted on December 20, 2011 at 06:27:37 AM by Eve

Blank. The look in her eyes was blank. But it was not a stupid blank, no she was intelligent, it was an emotionless one. It held nothing within them. Even the way she looked was one that spoke of a wolf who had sold their soul away to the devil a long time ago. A battered and beaten girl who had lost her everything. Nothingness. Complete and utter nothingness in this world. A spec of dust forced to go day by day and exist with no purpose. Though she greatly despised being pitied she would not stop one from doing so. They could do as they pleased with her and never leave a scratch, at least not larger then the one where her soul was ripped from from the past. But from time to time she felt only one thing. Glad to feel pain then nothing at all. It was one way to escape the normal feeling of nothing, to show others she felt something. But enough about the girls state.

Motionlessly she lie, her ragged self covered in dust. Blank orbs looking to the sky where her family lie. Not a single feeling nor emotion even moved in her. Where her soul once lie, now only a black hole sits. Sucking unnecessary feelings from spreading over her features. A stump had never moved, not even once. Ripped ears stood never pulling back or twitching in any way. The vixen was a hollow shell, nothing to show for but the scars over her body. The fire that lie within everyone was only smoking from her, not even a spark created.Instinct told her someone was coming. And it didn't take long for her senses to take over and find the wolf. A ash colored femora stood watching Eve submitting. Emotionless blue orbs locked with grey ones. An eternity seemingly before one made a single move. The ashen wolf spoke.

P-lease roll back over, if you can. My name is Ragnorak, a simple Omega of these areas. I believe I may be able to keep you company for a while. Tell me� is there anything I can ask you to share with me that doesn�t push
your privacy?

The words seemed soft spoken and semi hard to spit out. Maybe she had gone into silence for a long period of time and speaking was something a little alien to her. But even with this Eve never changed look, emotionless as ever. Silently she rolled over and looked upon the warrior. Small breathes coming from her opening maw. My name is........ She stops for a few seconds, her face never changing. Inside she contemplates what her name should be. After all no one would want to know her real name was slave. Deciding within seconds to continue with the name her mother called her by. Eve. As for you being company I really don't care what you do, i'm used to being alone. Though I suppose the company might do me some good, if your willing to spend your time with the freak that is me. I have not but one secret, one I don't tell unless someone tells me to tell them. I suppose I should start the conversation by telling you my past, where I came from. Each word she spoke was almost unlife like. Dull and meaningless. It was as if she was a recording. I come from the tundra. Living in a very large pack, over 50 wolves. Unlike most, my pack was one where males were born as the superior over females.Males were trained by their fathers to be warriors, players, and rapists. Whilst us females were trained to be prostitutes,submissive,and sex toys. The males slaves. From when I was a pup my brothers were already mounting and attempting to breed with me, my father encouraging and applauding them. My mother hated every second of life. She knew she needed to get me out before it was to late, before I could live a normal life. She immediately attempted to escape resulting in her capture. As punishment for her crimes she was sentenced to death. I was forced to watch as males pushed my mother off the cliff to her demise. Since then I grew up with no mother, my aunt training me the ways of the females in my pack. I was superbly pretty compared to the rest, thus raped more often. Having many litters in my life though I am still a younger adult. Males claws ripped away at my hips, their teeth striping my scruff of fur. I lost my tail and ears as punishment for fighting back once, it was the alphas doing. Thus I planned an escape much like my mother had. Only stealth would be on my side for I am the one and only female to escape the pack. But my soul has already rotted and I feel no thus have no emotion.

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