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 January 13, 2017 at 04:32:06 AM by ANASTASIA
ANASTASIA no affiliations .x. of age .x. female .x. loveless .x. controlled by kyleigh The girl was a relatively small being. Standing shorter than the average wolf, Anastasia seemed to give off a very delicate appearance. However, any individual who crossed her would soon discover that they were wrong about this assumption. That was what it had always come down to. Violence. But violence was something that Anastasia had always veered away from in her previous years. She had grown up afraid. Weak. It wasn’t until she reached maturity that the girl had her realization and decided to fight back. This resulted in the layering of thick muscles along her petite, feminine frame. Shallow scars littered her curved form and once welcoming gray hues slowly transitioned into a cold, steel stare. Finally, there was a day when she had enough of the violence. Of the fighting. Of the constant guard that she was forced to keep up. The cruelty, especially within her own homelands. Her family, her friends. She refused to live in a state of such hostility and intense betrayal. For herself specifically to be hunted by her blood as if she was a type of feeble prey. It was not until a blinding rage had infiltrated the woman, that she finally decided to leave. Hatred seeped into every inch of her being. Poisonous verses dripped from her maw as she threw herself into anything that was within her reach. Trees, boulders, — even throwing herself into the dirt floor. Her chest heaved at the weight that caved into her. Cold steel ignited into blazing portals as they reflected the fury she felt within. And when she finally calmed and temporarily retired these troubles, —exhausted from traveling such a great distance, — she trudged along the riverside. With her short stilts layered lightly in fresh mud, she eventually found herself slinking through the thick fog that choked the outside of the claimed land. She would pause outside of the land for a moment. Debating. Was it worth the risk to see if the inhabitants were more welcoming than those from which she came? Would she thrive in this terrain, or would she continue to be beaten down? Although millions of doubts sprung into the girl's mind, she knew that what she really wanted was a place where she belonged. Crows flocked from near her as she finally dipped her head back, calling for the mother of the lands. When her soft song had come to an end, she lowered her head to await the arrival of the Queen, and exhaled a low sigh of exhaustion as she planted herself respectively onto the dirt floor. CORRUPTING ALL THAT I AM OOC    |
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- AGAINST THE WALL , WE FALL FROM GRACE - By MOTIONLESS January 16, 2017 at 04:34:08 PM
T O X I C - By ANASTASIA January 19, 2017 at 02:14:10 AM