Ivy crawls%01 but Envy runs

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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Ivy crawls, but Envy runs
IP: 72.161.49.125
Posted on January 13, 2012 at 07:10:58 PM by Fall To Me (Angel)

Angel was completaly unprepared for what happened next. A manged, queer wolf with a whispy gray coat hit her straight on and sent her tumbling backwards into a tall, thorned plant with white blossem. The pointy little devils dug into Angel's flesh and grabbed at her coat as she sat there, stunned. She scrammbled to her feet and tugged free, leaving tuffs of white fur and red blood. Angel spun on the enemy and was taken back by what her dark pools had laid on. The fae's coat was ragged, and her honey eyes glittered with a far away, yearning look that mixed with a horrible emotion, something like that sick feeling of triumph that she had herself when her teeth took the killling bite out of it's prey. Those eyes never found one think to look at, but kept flicking from one thing to the next, before coming to rest on Angel. Blood oozed from where the thorns had torn at her body, leaving red trails down her white coat. She didn't know what to make of this new-comer, but stopped to think of logic... This new she didn't seem to want to spill Angel's blood, as far as she could tell, but the air continued to nausiate Angel, so she couldn't exactly make an accurate observation. The fae didn't look in the condition to be in the local pack, being as her ribs showed cleary through her coat, and maybe if she be-friended her, she'd have a better shot if she ran into some hostile pack members.. Not that this half-crazy sack of bones would be much help in a fight anyways.. Angel approched the female warily, "Hello..." And she stopped and sat, thankful for the excuse to sit down. The forest was begginging to spin. hoping to see some kind of understanding.

Replies:

Ivy Crawls, Envy Runs, But Rain Flies. - By Xieal Rojo January 13, 2012 at 08:08:45 PM
If Rain flies, what can mist do? - By Fall To Me (Angel) January 13, 2012 at 08:20:11 PM
Mist kills, devours your lungs like the desiese it is. - By Xieal Rojo January 13, 2012 at 08:42:37 PM
Than I hope the Mist comes Quick - By Fall To Me (Angel) January 13, 2012 at 09:16:00 PM
The mists already here, Dearest. - By Xieal Rojo January 13, 2012 at 09:37:01 PM
Waking, with strength. - By Fall To Me (Angel) January 14, 2012 at 00:39:01 AM

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