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: 12.231.36.2
Posted on November 16, 2012 at 02:29:43 AM by NIKANDROS
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Like the true predator that I am, I stalk ever closer to the borders, surveying the two wolves like meals on a platter. My crimson and black coat still has some dried blood on it from the boar Kohaku and I took down at the plateau, the image of her fearless form dancing for the prey like a puppet on a string still haunting my mind. I would have never forgiven myself if she'd gotten herself injured on the hunt. As it was, I had to push myself to keep the boar from ramming his tusks through her chest. I want to call her foolish but all I saw was a dangerous manipulative beast on that plateau. It only makes me want her more. I wander ever closer, watching the male snivel at her paws, whining to her about how he may commit suicide and how this place isn't such a dump. Just his tone sets my teeth on edge, making them grind together quietly as my hackles rise in indignation. Just who the hell does this guy think he is? I step oiut of the bushes silently, stopping beside Kohaku, not quite near enough for our fur to touch, just the fingertips barely brushing like a light breeze on the skin. A tease, really, but I do love to tease. I don't dare to let my bright blue gaze touch hers, wanting her to be the one looking for my glance. I feel closer to her after the hunt, more connected but I know how to turn the tables and leave her wanting my attention. I'm no amateur at this flirt game. I know my way around the field of love, or at least as closet o love as I've ever known. I'm a growing womanizer, a full fledged adult with experience under my belt and the charms to throw most any female on her back, begging for my affections. I miss Llorana. I knew her as a pup and if truth be known, she was my first crush as a pup. When I met Kohaku at the plateau as a pup though, my whole world changed. There was just something so majestic and deadly about her that it drew me in. Still she draws me in and I can't get enough. I stand my ground proudly, ever the prince of Malignant as I raise a brow slowly at the male before me. You'd do better to watch your tongue when you speak of Malignant Felicity. A loose tongue makes muteness a quick fix. My lips curl back ever so slightly, revealing the sliver of a fang. I may hold no true rank but as the son of the alpha female, I do have some pull. This wolf would be wise to show some respect and learn some manners quick, like the way to his back for submission. Nikandros_male_adult_no mate_brother to Leonidas, Kaizer, Ariston & Nyrobi_Queens x Arcadian x Sidorio _prince of Malignant Felicity |
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