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 2, 2015 at 10:11:59 PM by ROMULUS
Months had passed and the brute still had not met with the monarch. He’d stayed in the dark, avoiding Kirastasia because she was a pain in the ass and he didn’t want to have to deal with a little girl who liked to play with lifesize toys. Romulus was on such a trek today, getting away from the place where the girl’s scent was the strongest when suddenly, a cry rang out. Literally so close to him that he could feel the sound vibrate under his pads. A face scarred by his own claws turned its way towards the sound and he called out, walking towards whoever had the horrible scent on their borders. Yeah, yeah, quit your bitching, I’m coming. The kalak stood tall compared to this crazy colored varg, but he would never know it. For there were no eyes on this brute’s face. He was blind to the world, forever. He had torn his own eyes out months ago, left the only woman he had ever loved and exiled himself from his birthplace. His life was to take a turn in a few short months, but how was he to know this? He was here in the present, focusing on someone he couldn’t even see. What the hell do you want?  |
Replies:
- there's a man with an axe standing in the r a i n - By R A D K E July 4, 2015 at 02:44:01 PM
new faces, new blood - By DEVIL May Cry July 14, 2015 at 00:39:49 AM
CHILDREN SHOULD PLAY NICE - By ROMULUS July 27, 2015 at 01:00:44 AM