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 17, 2016 at 03:47:26 PM by MOTIONLESS
 It was a quiet winter. The dark forest of Malignant was covered in snow crystals that glistened in the small amount of light that did make its way through. The white Queen admired the beauty of it, and admired the peacefulness of the silence. Yet it filled her with some longing. She hated the thought of it but she did was company. Drizzt was a great companion. The boy in fact some may say saved her. Whispers from the crows told her the storm cloud Queen vanished and the Beta took power. It made her smile, in a way giving her satisfaction. Drizzt wouldn't have to look up to such vile ignorance. And Aindreas seemed nice enough to teach him well. She gave a soft sigh, her breath visible in the cold air. The white Queen rose out of her earthy den, it was sunset. She padded carefully to the border of her lands as she began marking the place as her own again. Queens it seemed were dropping like flies in Blossom, for she also heard the woman she met on her journey back from delivering Drizzt had stepped down. Dante, the Queen of Bright Moon. Her hell portals set on the untouched snow around her. No one new came it seemed. It worried her, for she felt the need for more members. Aindreas had declined her offer for staying under Malignants trees, but would that ever stop Drizzt from coming? She sighed and went back to scouting the area to make sure all was still intact in her palace. "The pain we love is taking shape!" 
  MOTIONLESS |Adult | Contemptress | :: -Metalhead- :: |
Replies:
- even though I'm shrouded in darkness...I wish only to feel th sun on my pelt - By Drizzt September 22, 2016 at 08:35:26 PM
AGAINST THE WALL , WE FALL FROM GRACE - By MOTIONLESS September 27, 2016 at 09:13:16 PM
even though i am shrouded in darkness...i wish only to feel the sun upon my face - By Drizzt October 7, 2016 at 02:47:53 AM
AGAINST THE WALL , WE FALL FROM GRACE - By MOTIONLESS October 19, 2016 at 02:21:40 PM
Even though I am shrouded in darkness... - By Drizzt October 27, 2016 at 08:25:49 PM
AGAINST THE WALL , WE FALL FROM GRACE - By MOTIONLESS November 1, 2016 at 07:05:25 PM