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 7, 2012 at 01:43:53 AM by NIKANDROS
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Glancing at Kazier, he doesn't seem all that interested in Kohaku and I guess that's a good thing. It manages to relax my stiffened muscles a little anyway. Feeling eyes on me, I note Kazier looking at me and I prick my ears to hear his words. My lips instantly curl back into a grin at his challenging tone. Lowering my forehand some almost in a play bow, I wag my tail as I arch a brow teasingly. The question is, can you keep up with me? My eyes gleam playfully, ready to see Kazier in action. This will be my first pack hunt, that is, if Queens lets me come along. I can tell by looking over his form that he's well built and ready for action. Arcadian must have made sure he never missed a meal. Leaning a lone ear toward Scarface, I listen as he mutters something to Kohaku before heading off away from the meeting. My hackles bristle, wondering how he can be so disrespectful of everyone and yet still be a part of this pack. Oh well, that's a problem for the ranked wolves, not for me. A part of me is glad that he decided not to come along for the hunt though. Means I don't have to worry about pushing him out of my way. One wolf looks a little off in the head if you ask me. Her eyes seem to go everywhere at once and she seems nervous and just downright baffled by everything. Shrugging lightly, I guess as long as she stays out of the way, she'll stay alive. Arcadian seems to be coming back to himself a little, bumping playfully back into my mother's hips and giving her a wink. He's looking forward to the hunt and I wonder vaguely what it will be like to see one of my fathers hunting. I wonder if Sidorio will show up too. Probably not if he hasn't shown up yet. Disappointment clouds my face before I push it away with agitation. I won't let family drama get me down. |
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- The hanging tree - By Fall To Me (Angel) February 8, 2012 at 05:31:32 AM