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 30, 2012 at 11:44:05 PM by NIKANDROS
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I glance over, bright blue eyes surveying the new female to make herself known. She speaks to Queens, asking to join and I already know that my mother will accept, if only to see what the girl is made of. Hopefully she has a little fire under that whimsical nature. Nothing less will save her. The smell of blood and someone all too familiar has me turning my head quick as a snake to take in a horrifying sight. It's Llorana and she's bleeding, pretty bad from the looks of it. My eyes roam over the gash on her side and my heart leaps into my throat. Llorana's hurt. A whine lies hidden in my throat as I continue to watch her as she roams the clearing, her eyes on Queens instead of myself. Concern flashes in my eyes and I want her to look at me, to know that I'm here for her. Finally after rolling over and looking at Queens and then the other wolves, finally her eyes find me. I watch as something flashes in her eyes before she lets them roam over the rest of the audience, finally landing on Kohaku. I wonder what she thinks of her, watching as emotions continue to flit past her eyes, emotions I can't keep up with. I watch then as she gets up and walks over to me, sitting by my side and leaning in to whisper amusing fore notes in my ear. I can't help but smirk as she looks around, probably seeing my newest brother Kazier showing what he's made of now that he's back. At her question, I chuckle lightly and wag my tail. Now it's my turn to lean in close and whisper. Just the family reunion, beautiful. Looks like you got a nasty scratch there. Need anything? My eyes soften a bit on the last part, wanting her to know that I'd do anything for her. My ears flicker as another wolf enters the clearing, a white female like Llorana. She announces her name is Angel and speaks like a girl that knows what she wants, though the lifted head does irritate my hackles somewhat. Who does she think she is? Even so, something in her eyes tells me she doesn't mean any harm so I sniff and blow it off, already hearing a growl that lets me know Devil is watching her as well. Good guard dog, that boy. Seeing the black wolf's eyes shift, I do the same, already feeling tension in the air as I watch Scarface approach Kohaku. I remember her saying something about them being family. He's her father isn't he? And Fenrir her brother? I remember the little spat they had at the border, made me want to rip a new one on his face but I held back, knowing it would only hurt her. Now my eyes narrow and my protective instincts kick in as Scarface stops before her, threatening her. I find my own snarls mixing in with Devil's before I know it, my hackles bristled and my scarlet lips pulled back. No one touches her, I'll make damned sure of it. I go to step forward but another wolf jumps in my way. I growl again, only to find that it's Kazier, the newest brother to our fold. I smooth my hackles down, anger at what Scarface said still running through my veins. But then I hear what Kazier is saying to him and I try to calm myself. He's got everything under control, though I raise my head a little, ready to back him up if it needs doing. Suddenly my mother starts speaking, welcoming all the wolves to Malignant. I prick my ears to listen, futher calming myself as she starts mentioning the wolves that are new to the ranks and in her favor. I knew Arcadian would be since he's one of my fathers, and Sidorio is the other. I glance toward Devil as she mentions him, a corner of my lip tensing in distaste. There's just something about him I don't trust but whatever. Queens does and I guess that counts for something. Arcadian is quiet off to the side so I watch as she moves over to him, bumping her hip against his and trying to get him in a more playful spirit. When she mentions a hunt, my ears prick up and my tail waves back and forth. Bright blue eyes move over to the white female at my side, lowering my voice again. Can you handle a hunt or are you too hurt? There's actually genuine concern in my eyes as I ask. Usually I would be picking fun at her, calling her old or something but when she's hurt, I just don't have the heart to. Sensing movement, I glance back over to find Kohaku moving from around Kazier's form to go to Fenrir her brother. Noticing the smile she gives him, my hackles bristle just a little, a flash of jealousy in my eyes. Jealous of my own brother? Guess I should have seen that coming. My eyes watch her hungrily as she moves to her brother, licking his wounds that Scarface gave him. Trying not to stare, I move my gaze downward, unsure. I can't help but feel protective over Kohaku, even as I'm interested to find out more about her and yet Llorana is my best friend. I've known her since I was a pup. She brought something out in me I didn't even know I have. My ears flicker uncertainly, hoping there will be some distraction for this confusion. I glance up, seeing another wolf shouldering through the crowd to hide toward the back. It's the one who had smiled so serenely. I watch her with curiosity as she looks down at the ground. I guess she might not be staying long. |
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