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 April 9, 2013 at 05:01:16 AM by NIKANDROS
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He cranes his neck around, eyes studying me for a few moments. I note something curious flicker in his bright emerald gaze before his features are back impassive and mysterious. Power rolls off his white form like thick smoke and I tilt my head, really taking him in. Maybe that's what Queens saw in him, someone confident, comfortable in their own skin. That's someone to be admired, right? My lips twitch at his words, a single word dropping from my own lips. Sicko. Making comments like that to me? I'm a male and even better, your son. Can't you get your kicks somewhere else? My tail swishes behind me, continuing to study him as he raises a brow, showing his gleaming fangs. Arcadian sits down, watching me and his features turn thoughtful. After a few moments, his eyes return to the here and now and he asks me about my girlfriend. Girlfriend? Which one? My eyes dance. I presume off making some other guy's head spin with her unpredictable charades. I'm not her keeper. I offer a light shrug. I possess a cool demeanor, able to take insults as well as dish them out. Do you really think you can get under my skin? Perhaps I got this demeanor from the white wolf who speaks to me. Eyes gleam with curiosity when Arcadian gets to his paws, stretching out as if getting ready to run a marathon, or spar. My head tilts once more. Is he looking to wrile me up for a brawl? Curious of my training, I suppose? I watched more than anything in my youth but it doesn't mean I didn't pick up a trick or two. I was more about chasing the females than fighting but I do learn quickly. My ears flicker in puzzlement at his question though. Sire? What the heck is that? I've heard the term Demonican. Sidorio was Demonican. The crimson markings are supposed to be their calling card, the crimson markings that I now hold as part of my heritage. I raise a brow as Arcadian widens his stance, a defensive move. Seems "Dad" would like to spar, after all. At his rumble, my tail twitches and without warning, I rush him, ducking my head as if to dive and then I rear up on my back legs, my fore legs aiming to wrap around his neck and hold him in place while I bite down on the side of his neck. Keeping in mind that I'd rather this stay playful or even educational if the opportunity presents itself, I bite down only hard enough to leave punctures in the flesh, enough to prove that I got him without actually causing any serious damage. I know Arcadian can take some pain and I'd hate him to accuse me of taking it easy on him. I release as soon as I've made my mark and use my fore paws on his shoulders to bounce off of him, darting away to make another go at it. Of course, this is all if he didn't dodge my attack in the first place. I leap out of reach in case he tries to go in for a counter strike. Once satisfied that I've made a good first strike, I pace in a half circle, eyes and ears never leaving his form. I raise a brow, daring him to retaliate. You ready for a good show? Bring it. Nikandros_male_adult_no mate_brother to Leonidas, Kaizer, Ariston & Nyrobi_Queens x Arcadian x Sidorio _prince of Malignant Felicity |
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