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 January 21, 2013 at 00:15:20 AM by Devil May Cry
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This creature is a fun one, I can tell that already. She caresses the ground with her tail as I speak, eyes admiring my ebonite coat as I stand over her, definitely admiring the view. She is not one to be manipulated but that's a good thing because I don't tolerate weak wolves on Malignant grounds. She could definitely be a manipulator though and that's always a positive in this pack. You have to know how to survive. You have to know how to adapt. When she looks at me, I note that she's not looking at my face, into my eyes, but rather more toward my shoulder area. I wish she would look into my eyes so I could show her the hungry gleam so obvious in them but then again I guess it's a good thing that she has manners enough to know that looking into another wolf's eyes is equal to a challenge. Of course, I'm always up for those. I like her play on words when she says that she will only look death in the face when she needs to. Is she referring to me as death? I like this girl already. She does not fear me. Good, I wouldn't want her to unless I'm about to end her life which in her case, I'm not, at least for now. I like the dare in the ending comment, enough to make a pleasurable growl seep from my charcoal stained lips. Ah, but tempting death is so much sweeter. Playing it safe is no fun. I do not wish your fear, only your loyalty to the pack. Now, I could... As my voice trails off, I lean down, my muzzle leaning toward her eardrum as my words go whisper soft. ..make you fear me, but there's no fun in that either. I want you fearless, at least for now. You really shouldn't tempt the devil. I slowly pull away from her ear, mischief glowing in my golden gaze as I curve my lips back, revealing the glint of one deadly fang, a tease. She would know by my posture and voice alone that I hold power here. I may not be the alpha but I'm the alpha's right paw, her extension, her beating club when it's necessary. She smiles, her thoughts all her own but even I can tell that they're wicked thoughts. I'm a domineering creature so I like having power over others but in the same tone, I respect those that know how to earn it and show it in return. Queens has earned my respect and I know that she respects me, has faith in me to help run Malignant when she can't be here. She's going to give birth soon to the cubs of another king, Kershov, the ice king of Abendrot. She needs to take it easy and she knows that. I'm perfectly capable of watching Malignant in her absence and with the help of wolves like Carnival, we can build this pack back from the ground up. I tilt my head at the demand she throws out. I know that she means no offense by it yet her daring nature has caught my attention. I chuckle low at her comment about the dirt. Then it would believe a lie and die for its arrogance. I can see the playful nature shining in her eyes as she gives her name. Carnival. What a fun name. Do you make the name or does the name make you? A riddle of a question but I'm curious of her answer none the less. Some creatures use their name to define themselves while others take to the name so naturally because it truly is their way. I was named at birth but it was like my parents knew the chaos I could cause later in life. I became an assassin and my brothers in the guild called me by my name. They said that it suited me well as my kill spree rose. When I quit the life of an assassin to live the pack life and see if it suited me, I kept the name for shits and giggles, just to re-earn it all over again. I've killed many a wolf on this same border, idiots who thought themselves above it all. She grows throughtful, this she-wolf of many faces. Her eyes go everywhere but to me so I tilt my head, watching her, fascinated by her train of thought, even though I can't see it. |
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- LAUGH CHILDREN - By CARNIVAL January 23, 2013 at 04:00:19 AM
&& you remind me of what i really am - By Devil May Cry January 23, 2013 at 04:48:45 AM
LAUGH CHILDREN - By CARNIVAL January 25, 2013 at 03:45:40 PM
&& you remind me of what i really am - By Devil May Cry January 27, 2013 at 01:06:31 AM
LAUGH CHILDREN - By CARNIVAL January 27, 2013 at 08:52:04 AM
&& you remind me of what i really am - By Devil May Cry January 29, 2013 at 04:29:19 AM
LAUGH CHILDREN - By CARNIVAL January 31, 2013 at 03:15:35 AM
&& you remind me of what i really am - By Devil May Cry January 31, 2013 at 11:23:27 PM
LAUGH CHILDREN - By CARNIVAL February 24, 2013 at 07:27:48 AM
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