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 May 3, 2012 at 03:46:36 AM by Devil May Cry
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I can feel her eyes studying me the moment I appear from the shadows, her eyes only showing hints of admiration as she takes in my supple form. I hide nothing, not the thick pattern of scars that lace my frame or the gleam of mischief in my bright golden eyes. A daring smile curves her lips as I speak and she even trusts herself to laugh. I tilt my head and arch a brow but say nothing, waiting to hear her response. A deep melodic growl plays in my chest at her words, ears flicking forward in interest. Oh wait, I like this one already. She seems not fearful at all but rather brave and reckless, just the way I like my prey. She sits down, looking for all the world like she's sitting down to a tea party with old friends. I wait patiently, sending only a sly whisper back for her ears. Oh, I bet you would. I listen to her next lyrics, smirking as she uses some wit in her response. Not too fond of wasting time hm? Good, then that makes two of us. I lean a little toward her, circling her form to let myself better assess her figure. I'm almost positive it would. I whisper to the last part of her answer, letting my eyes travel daringly down her form once more. My smirk only widens as I widen my circle, tail flicking playfully. Humor me? How sweet. Let's start with your name and go from there. I give her a gleaming eye as I continue pacing, my body restless as always. |
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- .the shadows mean me no ill will. -not finished - By Asirai May 6, 2012 at 10:30:25 AM