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 August 16, 2013 at 08:54:20 AM by Arcadian
Seven bodies so far had dragged themselves to his presence and to be honest, that’s seven more than he was expecting. Even Kaizer couldn’t be counted on to obey him anymore, as he seemed to be going through a rebel phase. Arcadian rolled his eyes and snarled at the brute and then enjoyed watching Samus shoot him down. He chuckled, his ivory scapulas jutting silently up and down with the movement of the comical gesture. More scents drifted to his nares and before he knew it, the scene was flushed with mostly old faces. Niko, Ranna, Devil, Carnival. Arcadian gave them all a polite nod and noted Devil’s recent wounds for fighting the last challenger in place of Queens. He technically was in command here, with the rank of Beta and Arcadian made a sarcastic, mental note to be extra nice to that doggie in the window.
Welcome everyone. I won’t dabble in the obvious. Queens has not returned for some time an as such, I would like to organize a hunt to being our pack together.
It would be a fool to mistake his words to mean anything other than strengthening the pack bonds and ties within. He was not going to come up with a team motto and start promoting the hugs should be shared. The ivory fluff flickered in the light breeze that accompanied the fading light. If they organized a hunt now, they would arrive at Prey Plateau early dawn and would achieve optimum surprise on their chosen prey. The varg let this sit for a few moments, watching their reactions carefully. He noted the arrival of Queens’s two new pups and beckoned Kira forward.
Little princess. You’ve arrived just in time to help me organize our hunt.
He smiled genuinely at her and beckoned her and her brother forward. Arc had found her previously, wandering outside her den against mommys orders. She was a rule breaker, soon to be heart breaker no doubt. Arcadian liked the spunky little vixen and the innocent way she had attached herself to him that day as if he were her white knight. She reminded him of a time when everything wasn’t so complicated, when everything wasn’t so fucked up and broken and when Arcadian was the good guy, the life bringer, the wolf that saved the day.
The white knight.
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