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 27, 2012 at 10:55:54 PM by Kohaku
i will either find a way or make one No emotion poisons my façade as father steps forward and literally spits into my face. Okay, so I’m not that great of a thing to have around, but did you have to be so rude about it? I was surprised, though, if I must say so myself, at what Fenrir did… he called me one of his own? Well aren’t I just special. Scarface, though, took this to his advantage and abused the boy, dragging his daggers out and pointing them into his bodice. At this, I raise only an eyebrow, still nothing but that showing through… betraying nothing of what is going on within my own crown. As the ebon brute with more scars than brains asks me for my reasoning of being here (in a terrible, grotesque way), I open my jowls, preparing to speak honey-flavored words. But then a prince steps forth and intercepts my reaction. I shut my maw quickly and it closes with a click. Curious gazers take in his whole bodice, yes, yes, checking him out. Whatever. I’d never seen this one before… I suppose I’d just overlooked him, as my attention had been on Nikandros and Nikandros alone. I’d received quite an odd look from a different fae… whom I’m sure I would learn the name of later (if she didn’t feel the same about me as my own sire did), but… He says something about the threat my father has given me and I strain to think about the fact as why the hell he would care anyway. But such as life, and as I wait for Queens’ reaction to the matter, I investigate from afar the wounds of which my blood brother has received. Jerk face father… as least I knew where I got most of my genetics from… My mother’s calm attitude and her invisible features… and my fathers lookers and his lust for blood. What a mix.Anyway... now that the lady of the area has spoken... or rather, given a very meaningful look, I brush past the boy who had jumped in front of me and my father. I didn't even look at him... just kept my blazing stargazers straight ahead. Sure, he's cute, I'll give him that much, but I am not very happy with the fact that he intercepted. If Scarface had attacked me, I could have listened and walked away from this damned place. But mother had told me to follow them... and it seemed that fate was on her side today. I'm quite sure that there will be more oppurtunities to come, but... I just lost one, thanks to the handsome boy. I do peek over my shoulder at him once I pass Scarface, and with my optics closed, I give him a sweet smile, before trotting to Fenrir and rasping my pink muscle over whatever wound father has chosen to bestow upon him. It's not incest... at least, not yet. For now, i'm merely cleaning his wound, letting his blood form a bond on my cell tissue. I listen half heartedly as Queens makes an announcement about two males that have recently just 're-' joined or what not... I'm sure that Kaizer is the name of the one who had taken it upon himself to enforce safety of a possible pack member. That blank expression is on my palette yet again. What if I didn't want the safety this pack offered? I don't have much luck... I make some for my own use. Oh and a hunt? My bright stargazers twinkle with lust. Nikandros has seen me at the border of a hunt... ym bodice twitching with anticipation... my tassel flicks lithely. Oh what fun this shall turn out to be. After all, a day's never ordinary in my book. __________________________________________ Fae | Teen | Sister to Fenrir | Loner | Loveless 
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Replies:
- Making my own trail - By Violet January 29, 2012 at 04:26:38 AM
bring on the rain - By Devil May Cry January 30, 2012 at 11:43:01 PM
&& you say i'm the perfect drug - By NIKANDROS January 30, 2012 at 11:44:05 PM
Making my own trail - By Violet February 2, 2012 at 03:00:45 AM
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