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 January 27, 2013 at 01:06:31 AM by Devil May Cry
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I'm not usually a social creature. I'm more apt to speak to a female than a male. Blame that on my domineering personality. Put me with another male and there's most likely going to be a fight, too much testosterone and all that jazz. I don't usually go out of my way to talk to anyone, anyone that is, except Queens. She has become more than a leader to me these many years I've been under her rule. I wouldn't say friend, precisely, since the devil doesn't do friends. More like trusted confidant. I do trust Queens and that's something coming from me since I don't put trust in anyone. It's beat into me from birth never to trust since that could end up killing me, literally. When you have such a secretive life style, you can't give out trust so easily. I always had to watch my back. Carnival laughs again, the sound both happy and mysterious. I don't think she laughs a lot and when she does, it's probably for more devious reasons. I catch the darkening quality of her eyes, that hint of an invite and being as I'm a male, a male with sensual urges, my body stiffens in anticipation, my own eyes smoldering. Queens was my last good time and she hasn't been to see me in over a year now. I don't feel the lose of her body heat so much as the loss of any body heat, any worthy hide to press against my own. I do have standards, you know. Carnival has all the right qualities of a sadistic counterpart but then this is only our first meeting. Who knows what the second will bring? She responds, saying there's nothing she'd rather do. My lips tighten, pulling back, revealing a sliver of fang. Then it's a date. The next time this dirt has any sly remarks, you let me know and we will meet again to put it six feet under. Offering a wink this time, my eyes gleam slyly as she calls me kind, replying that the devil has her name. I nod gravely. Yes...yes, he does. She jumps right to the next subject, her eyes studying me intently as I mention that I had no parents to speak of growing up. I had only the guild, the group of brothers who taught me how to hunt, how to kill undetected. She chooses to respond to my rhetorical question, saying only that it doesn't need an answer. Quick girl. She could have tried to say something but she knows when it's time to jump ahead. As she ends by calling the male a lucky bastard, I let a dark chuckle drip from my lips as I nod. I agree. Lucky, indeed. I tilt my head, my turn to watch her intently now as she tells me how her mother loved her, taught her a lot, but that it was never a mutual dedication. She left her mother when she was not yet an adult, the devil in her prominant back then. My eyes flash with a dare. Are you saying that you've left those days of fun behind? Are you to be a settler for the rest of your life now, or are you just looking for the next party invite? I raise a brow up curiously, genuinely interested in her response. She is a different specimen to work with than the usual riff raff that comes to Malignant's borders. She has a killer instinct and the intelligence to control it. Not many can claim that prize. Queens would be honored to have her here, this, I know. |
Replies:
- 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