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 January 5, 2012 at 11:36:55 PM by Crimson Helm
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A piercing call ripped through the land the lass was only just getting to know. It carried a dominant streak and a touch of excitement that Crimson could not share, not for a while anyway. Having napped over at Rainbow Clff a few hours prior to returning to Malignant, you would assume the bloody hued stunner would be picking up the pace, perhaps challenging herself to even make it to Queens before anyone else but no, with the extra baggage.. It would certainly be a problem. After only a month Crimson was in no way adjusting to her increasing weight and inability to exercise to the extent she would before, it had all taken toll on her body way too fast for her liking. Still, all the girl could do was accept the change but remind herself the worst was far from over. A light trot was the gait Crimson travelled not wanting to exhaust herself, afterall.. She had to look pretty damn good for her first meeting, right? Her appeal in men had died down a great deal which she saw as a disadvantage considering she always socialised with a touch of flirting. What exactly would she say now? Talk about the weather, perhaps? Fuck no, sticking to the outskirts appealed to her more and so ofcourse when she did finally approach the clearing where many of her kind were situated already, Crimson Helm made sure to fall back a little with hopes of going unnoticed. So far it would seem she hadn't missed much. A little drama was spilling forth already but Queens had that under control by the looks of things. Emerald lookers stayed low to the ground, not through feeling inferior but more to the hopes of avoiding eye contact at all costs. Hell, once this pregnancy lark was done and dusted with the gremlins lurking within with their Satanican father, Valiant.. The girl would make a point of introducing herself properly, but until then.. Avoidance suited her. Stargazers rose for a moment or two merely to greet Queens before falling back to the ground seeking comfort. "Queens, pleasure to see you again, doll. " No doubt the others were curious as to the girls wandering gaze and little interest in them, but no worries, that would soon change. Fact was, Crimson was very interested in them considering the male specie of the pack looked pretty damn good and that's with her having a pretty low sex drive during her unexpected, burdened pregnancy. Not long now and it would be over. Crimson wasn't heartless all the time.. But children never appealed to her. A Demonican bitch should not be burdened with children, especially one as selfish as herself.  |
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