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 September 13, 2015 at 05:31:02 PM by Pierce
The meeting had ended on a good note and Damian had convinced Kalgalath to let one of his warriors to come with them. The warrioress that padded with them was confident, her black fur healthy and her frame well muscled and cared for. The ghostly Beta padded quietly beside her and just behind Damian. The raven King was in no mood to be trifled with, his stature was more aggressive but his onyx pelt made him blend into the shadowy lands that they were traversing. The thick brush and trees kept the sun’s rays at bay making the white knight a smoky wisp moving among the black shadows near Malignant Felicity’s borders. Pierce was not in a mood of pure anger like his Alpha, but he was rather worried. Not for their safety or lack of strength. He was confident that the three of them would be fine. He was worried about Collum, his packmate. His life had barely been saved under the paws of their healer Alexandria Genisis and yet he still had the audacity to protest at his rank. Pierce was not happy with this test of loyalty. He would have preferred to seek out his own revenge without Collum. With Collum by his side, he had more to worry about. The sanity of the attacker was no doubt gone and Collum’s loss of strength around him had the white knight wondering if Collum going was the best of ideas… He had faith in Collum’s fighting abilities but after such a near death experience his strength would be sapped for a long while and would his soul recover from such a personal attack? There was so much in question that Pierce feared the worst to come. He would be putting himself and Collum in danger to take down the worthless ghoul and would it really be worth it? Pierce stopped in the brush behind his King. The wind blew his scent away from the borders but the stench of blood and massacre hit Pierce with a stunning force. He hadn’t smelt so much blood since he had left his former home and it made him cringe. But somewhere deep inside he relished the smell, his darker demon was residing in wait. The scent of blood drawing it back out, but Pierce pushed away the invading thoughts and urges. His tiger embers looked to Chenzii and motioned for her to stop and wait with him. They were back up for Damian, warriors in wait. "Optimism is fatal in my experience," He growls. |
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- Trying to Forget the Past - By Chenzii September 19, 2015 at 04:36:06 AM