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 July 18, 2013 at 00:48:14 AM by NIKANDROS
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I can still feel something alive inside of Llorana and it calls out to me. She still have feelings, no matter how she tries to hide them. She seems angry or hurt that I have fallen for someone else but it's hard to tell if that's the way she feels sometimes or if that's just what I'm seeing. She seems to be going through so many emotions right now that I can't keep track of them all. Is she angry, upset? At times, it's like I'm looking at a different wolf, one that threatens to eat me alive and yet I'm still standing here. I still want to be there for her. I want to know her pain. The question is...will she let me in? I can feel her body rippling with triumph when she pins me to the ground. I don't know what she'd think of me leaning into her grasp as I did but she seems okay with it, her grip tightening, as if giving me reward for my reaction. I think I managed to throw her off with my response about saving myself though, her grasp loosening just enough for me to make my move. I push up and to the side, throwing her over and I hear her growl in frustration as I pin her down now. She struggles at first but it isn't long before she settles down and looks up at me. When our eyes lock, I see something I don't like and my features fade to concern as I tilt my head and ask the question I've been wanting to ask since seeing her again. The moment I ask, I can see her features falling, her body seemingly broken beneath me as she struggles within. I give her time, sure that the side that won't tell me will win out. As I said, I didn't expect her to give in and let down her walls so easily. She closes her eyes and a whine escapes her lips, something almost alien soundin after all the snarls and growls. Finally after what feels like hours, she opens her eyes and stares up at me. She draws in a deep breath and its at this moment that I know she's going to tell me. I blink a few times, my weight on her suddenly lighter as she draws breath to speak. She leans forward first, burying her head in my neck and I melt around her contact, leaning my own head down to wrap over her head protectively. I figure she'll pull away before speaking but then my ears twitch, having heard her start. I listen carefully to her words, easily putting her in the role as the naive girl though she was anything as that when I knew her. I thought her sly and intelligent and unearthly beautiful when I met her as a pup. The short temper of my fathers streaks through my veins, leaving me wanting to rip something or someone apart at this news. They did this to her. My body stiffens, hackles raising as my eyes see red. How could someone do that to her? She seems more fragile and yet stronger beneath me all at the same time. I start to get off of her but suddenly I don't want to. No, I want to be as close to her as possible. I want her to know that she's not alone, not anymore. I suddenly lean down, pressing my head into her shoulder as I nuzzle and burrow my nose deep into her fur. When I pull back, my eyes meet hers with a ferocity born into me. "You are not nothing. They are nothing. They are lower than dirt, lower than worms, lower than grime. You....are everything." I meet her eyes with an intensity before I push into her once more, nuzzling her all over, wanting her to feel worshipped, loved, adored even. I want her to know that she is everything to me. Nikandros_male_adult_no mate_brother to Leonidas, Kaizer, Ariston & Nyrobi_Queens x Arcadian x Sidorio _prince of Malignant Felicity |
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- take apart your soul. - By Llorana July 18, 2013 at 04:37:31 AM