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 February 2, 2012 at 04:47:24 AM by Devil May Cry
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Not long after the icy words leave my lips, I smell another presence in the shadows behind the female. A male by the stench of tesosterone heavy in the air. My bright golden eyes roam voer the bushes, taking in a furry form that shouldn't be there. My lips curl back more, wondering at what this fool is playing at. Finally he reveals himself from under the bush, caressing his form up against the female's before turning his eyes on me. My growl only deepens to a warning snarl, letting the male know that I'm no more against going up against two than I was against one. Doesn't matter, I'll still be returning with the trophy in my jaws. His word surprise me though, trying at politeness as I tilt my head, the growling stopped for now, amusement glinting in my depths. I listen as the male grows thoughtful before continuing, saying he wishes he didn't meet me this way. My ears only flicker back in answer, a sound like "Hm" his only answer as I continue to watch him. He then turns his gaze on the female beside him and I wait to see what will happen next, my fangs still peeking out from under obsidian curtains, ears lacing back once more as my hackles remain standing. I'm not taking anything for granted here. My next surprise comes when the female speaks up, looking at the male and telling him to go away. I listen to her next words. She really does have a death wish, wow. What a pathetic excuse of wolf flesh. I can't help but glance back in the male's direction, wondering how he'll take this turn of events. I grin instantly at the glower he sends her way before responding, telling her he hopes to see her soon. My eyes only gleam brighter. I glance again at the female before a dark chuckle drips from my midnight lips. Seems she doesn't want your escort. Perhaps I'd better do the girl her bidding and be done with it? I'm sure you have other damsels in distress to save... Even as I croon the words in a soothing tone, I step forward, stepping dangerously close to the female as my tail reaches out, gently brushing her ribcage in a taunting way, my eyes roaming over her hungrily even as I circle her possessively. |
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- Let us lie, and I'll lie your grave. - By Pascal February 3, 2012 at 03:36:13 AM