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 November 8, 2012 at 11:03:53 PM by Kohaku
 The boy was a sarcastic one... but his words did not affect Koh as much as he might have wished. Being part of a family meant that Koh had had to put up with Fenrir fussing about nearly everything when she got back... and Nikandros wasn't exactly the perfect class pet either. In Malignant Felicity, it was good to be able to deal with all kinds of mongrels... be they black or white. His attitude, however, she could have done without. A wise wolf, Koh would never lash out at the stranger unless he took a step over the borderline. She, instead, would hold her tongue and keep quiet... and that is exactly what she did. My name is Ryan. Koh's eyes and attitude were unchanging. But...she couldn't help but let her inner self smirk. After all, not everyone is as pretty as they seem on the inside as they are on the outside. I would... actually I wouldn't, but I'm injured anyways. She could have said much to this one... and for a second, she wished that she was not miss nice-girl. She wished that she was more of a rebel... and that is what scared her. Her audettes flicked against her dial and her golden orbs glinted in the sunlight. I don't see a queen here so whats the point of risking further injury? Kohaku herself would have lowered on the dot should she have been asked. Actually, it was more of a rhetorical question. She watched as the corners of his lips tugged upwards in a small smirk. Her non-expressive gaze bore into him... as if she were a statue positioned at the usually blood-stained border. Listen. I'll warn you, just like I did at the last territory I was trying to get into. Oh-ho.. so he had been turned down before? A flicker of a smile flashed on the femmora's labias, and then it disappeared jsut as quickly as it had appeared. I'm not here to stay, I come and go. If I don't come back then consider that I committed suicide. That was original. Da Kurlzz was also such a boy. Koh lowered herself to sit down and wrapped her dainty plummage around her paws. She stared at him for a moment, to make sure that he was done speaking, and then her soft lady-like voice filled the atmosphere. You sure are adorable, little one. Her tone of voice did not change one bit. Not at all. It was monotone, as if she found no interest. And even though she was smaller than he (being from her mother's side, she was still a petite thing even though she was in her prime), she rolled back her shoulders and sighed. It was too troublesome to think of anything else to say so she just waited, her dial turning behind her to see if she was going to have company soon. Perhaps it was because she was due to go into heat again quite soon... but Kohaku felt off recently... and it really irked her. She also had never greeted anyone at the borders before... and therefore, only knew how Nikandros had greeted her. But she was not going to cuddle up next to this one as she did the Prince of Malignant. Her skull turned back and she blinked slowly, uninterested. But silence is more awkward than anything, so she spoke again, honeyed lyrics reaching his auditory units if he was even paying attention. Why is it that you choose Malignant? |
Replies:
- To Far Gone - By Ryan November 10, 2012 at 03:20:25 AM
&& you say i'm the perfect drug - By NIKANDROS November 16, 2012 at 02:29:43 AM