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.
IP: 75.118.108.125
Posted on July 27, 2012 at 11:59:55 PM by DA KURLZZ
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Lazy days were plentiful for me. The pack never did anything. I hadn't seen anyone since the hunt the prince boy had called, which had been canceled. Now I was back to my usual routine, laying wherever the hell I pleased and doing absolutely nothing. With a sigh, I brought my smokey frame to its side, sprawling my legs out. I breathed in deeply then let it out in short puffs of air. My stomach grumbled in protest of being empty, demanding food. I grumbled myself as I rose to my paws. I was just taking off at a slow jog when a distinctly feminine howl hit the air. Queens. I had never met her yet I knew that my thought was correct. The urgent notes laced into her call demanded attention. I let a sharp growl slip through my parted lips before changing my course. I easily veered towards the direction my regla had howled from. My movement was slow and tense with my underused muscles. I was nearing the location of her first call when another, more urgent, below ripped into the still air and forced me to change direction again. It was about time something happened so I really wasn't complaining. I arrived in the clearing soon enough and found that a few had beaten me there. I recognized the female who had been the only of her gender besides Samus Aran at the hunt meeting. Also, the male she was sitting next to rang a bell. He was the brother to the one who had called us together before. There was also the midnight varg who had such a smug air to him. Last but not least was, of course, Miss Samus Aran. I had come just in time to hear her lyrics. 'Somebody call for a bitch?' My orange luminaries rolled in their sockets as I stepped from the shadows fully into the clearing. I padded straight to Queens. The crimson dusting on my white pelt shook as I dipped my marred skull to her. My ocher pools held her gaze for only a moment and I kept them carefully emotionless. I backed up a few steps, not quite willing to turn my back on the onyx dragoness. Finally my wiry frame turned and headed towards Samus, the only wolf I had ever spoken to here. I passed by her closely, my orbs locked onto her twin emeralds, my pelt brushing hers. |Adult||Male|| |
short. shitty. i honestly don't even have the energy to care.. e.e
Replies:
- If you need a bad bitchlet me call a f e w - By Queens July 29, 2012 at 10:25:10 AM
.sweet lies. - By vingi July 30, 2012 at 01:47:53 PM
&& i still believe that i cannot be saved - By Devil May Cry July 30, 2012 at 03:51:31 PM
In The Dead Of Night - By Calypso July 30, 2012 at 11:18:34 PM
If you go out in the woods today - By Arcadian* Kazier July 31, 2012 at 07:33:07 AM
&& you say i'm the perfect drug - By NIKANDROS July 31, 2012 at 11:16:53 PM
Tattered Swan - By Cygnus August 3, 2012 at 08:10:34 PM
dark prince - By Fenrir August 3, 2012 at 08:18:19 PM