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 May 19, 2013 at 08:53:27 PM by kohaku
 [ ooc: <3 your prince-kun is so interesting :) i wrote this at 2 in the morning, and only minorly edited it just now... hopefully its not too terrible!] She caught up to him slowly, keeping her distance as a space of at least four feet. She listened quietly, intently, sucking everything in-- when he mentioned something about his listening skills and then took them back, she couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle. "You do not wish to hear of what troubles a female has... It is true that even I would take a burn to the palette before hearing out a woman's heart. Intricate things they are." She looked over and let a tiny smile tug at her lips. It disappeared quickly, but the fact that it had been there... Well that was something as emotions did not show themselves easily on her being. Her suns closed and she turned her head back to her path, weaving around a tree and stopping as he paused. She would be of no use the next time there was a death occuring right in front of her very eyes. She did not care for the genocide of her own kind, though Darwinism was a supported and tolerated idea in her opinion-- hypocritical, she would not carry out the deed again. Her domes swiveled as she absorbed his next work of libretto. She, as expected of Kohaku, had a reply to this one as well.... But she bit it back and kept it to herself. With her mind, there was never a 'clearing' of thoughts. Just an allowance for them to run amuck within her skull. They bashed up against the sides of the bone and sent echoes pounding in all different directions. The thoughts never truly went away. "You are right... We do share notions. I am Kohaku. I was given a lads name as I was perceived as boy by my father. I am not a healer, but I am not a killer. I am merely in the middle. I stand on neither side of the fence... WHAT I am... Now I don't know that. Though it is more, what will I be?" She paused, wondering if the boy was keeping up with her. She hesitated and then continued. If he wasn't, he could just pretend... And if he was-- well bonus points for him. "What am I to others? What am I to myself? What will I be to you? What will I be to the queen of saw tooth should I ever meet her? Will I be a threat? A burden? A sore festering as an annoyance? Or will I be the symbol of kindness-- perhaps the embodiment of love? I do not know what I am to others; I never will know all the answers... But it bothers me that i do not know what i am to myself anymore. She raised a brow and winced as her feminine curse rippled through her torso. She stepped away once more, putting more distance between the two of them. "I am boring you, I am sure. She waited a moment, to hear out whatever he wished to say-- if he wished to speak up about anything. Why was she speaking so much today? Was it because she was a nervous wreck at the present time? Was it because she had never spoken aloud about why she was the way she was? Not even the self-centered prince knew that much. He might have been able to take her breath away and steal her heart without her noticing, but Kohaku had not breathed a word about her doubts for herself with Nikandros. Funny. It would seem that whenever she thought about something, he always came into play. A sign that she had spent far too much time around him and no one else. She, against her will, looked over intently and spoke again, adressing the other piece of royal cake beside her. What do you wish to be? A king in the eyes of others? To me, what you are is a protector who comes at the right time each time. Nothing more, nothing less. You are someone at the ready." Yes, it was true that she had not required help in either situations but in both she had been glad to see another soul stand for her in a way of their own. She was not, however, willing to call him a tool to be used when she was in need of this saving word. She was not one to ask for help, much less depend on others to give it to her (freely at that). She would not touch upon the subject of calling him to her rescue whenever she so wished. She hardly knew him; she did not wish to be in need everytime she inhaled a breath of air. This world had hope in it yet. She smirked and flicked her ivory tassel with scrutiny upon her own being. "What you are does not always go with who you are. Will you be a savior all your life? Or is there something more you wish to be? If you have not known what you are, or were, at least once in your life, I suggest leaving these lands right away and seeking out that which you are devoid of." she, too, would leave... but the revenge she wished upon her sire was far too great. Should he ever come back, she would most definitely spar with him. She would fight until she won in any way. There was another tie, but as the reader, you bhave problably already taken on a hint as to who the individual is who holds the angel here as an unintentional prisoner. || kohaku || female || adult || Jeanne d'Arc x Scarface || malignant felicity || |
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- EMPEROR OF DEATH - By Kaizer May 26, 2013 at 02:42:29 AM
| ɖrεαmïηg s†α†ε | - By kohaku May 28, 2013 at 07:38:56 PM
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