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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A Darker Half
IP: 65.29.75.36
Posted on September 18, 2017 at 11:04:08 AM by Perdere


I won’t give up until I destroy you all.
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He had been gone for a few hours, maybe a bit more. Perdere had demanded that for this week, the three days that he was allotted full control of their body be bunched together, and this had been day two. He had been plotting, planning, experimenting. The first day, he had met with Xarxes, and afterward had been focusing on blocking out Akuji. When Perdere had first been created, he had enjoyed nothing more than sharing all of his sights and experiences with Akuji - after all, despite Akuji being maned wolf royalty, he lacked the sadism of his father. In fact, Akuji absolutely hated murder and torture, despite the fact that he eventually had done exactly that. But now that Perdere no longer was only released when he was commanded forward, and that he could stroll about half of the time, he had his own planning and plotting to do. It behooved him if he could block out his other half so that Akuji would not learn of his plans, so that Akuji could not tell on him and ruin all of his excitement and fun. It had not been easy, but Perdere had started to learn how to lower the shades around Akuji's cage, to block his consciousness from witnessing Perdere's actions. In all actuality, it was just a deepening of Akuji's mental break, a true separation of him into two different personalities. After all, Perdere had only ever been Akuji in a fugue state, but now it was something so much more than that.

Today Perdere had taken his explorations outside of the boundaries of Caidir Olc. It was wonderful, really, to really stretch his limbs over land that he had not already experienced though Akuji's eyes. To explore alien lands anew, his paws leaving tracks in the soft soil, leaving delicate crackling webs through fallen leaves. Perdere had ran just to run, and had slowed down when he had wanted to. None of it had been dependent on Akuji's decisions, and none of it had been because he was getting ordered about by Farant - his maker, his ruler, his owner. The beast was truly free now, devoid of his cage, his prison, his captor. All that ruled over him was one simple rule - do not attack Katia. It would be simple enough, especially since there were so many more creative ways to hurt someone other than physical injury. Perdere was a creature of a different kind - he was intelligent and manipulative, as the kalaks were, but he was not truly a kalak himself. He was a figment of Akuji's imagination and thus had no true form - he wore Akuji's flesh as a shell so that he would take shape, but he was separate. Now that he would not be forced to work for the maned wolves, he would make his own decisions about who to serve and what missions to take on. As long as, of course, he would not be kept from his sadistic tendencies.

He had already decided not to pledge his loyalty to Motionless - she was too delicate, her stomach too soft. Little did he know that as he crossed back into Caidir Olc that Motionless was no longer in charge. After all, her scent was still around the boundary as strongly as it ever had been, and there was no new perfume set around. And, of course, there was the fact that he had been so short of an amount of time. His long straight limbs carried across the lands of Caidir Olc without hesitation, yet he noted that it seemed quieter. Always were these lands eerie - the swamps held their dangers, between giant anacondas, and hungry gators, and miles of labyrinthe, but he had always felt comfortable here. Yet now... something was off. Perdere slowed but continued toward the center of the packlands, his large auds sweeping circumferentially around to catch the sound of... anything really. But nothing could prepare him for the sight he saw when he entered the clearing that once had held Motionless' throne - upon it instead was a different fae, one that Perdere recognized from seeing her through Akuji's eyes before.

"Well, Lucaya. This is... an interesting development. I am, contrary to what your mind currently will claim, not Akuji. This is his body yes, but I control it currently. You can call me Perdere." He swept into a bow before nearing her. She was different - her eyes were red, as were the eyes of the brute and most of the pups at her feet. He cocked his head, intrigued. What exactly was he missing? What was... "Oh..." He let loose the simple syllable with a purr. That was what was off - the only scent he tasted was that of the only pup without red eyes. The rest.. the rest had no scent. No perfume. Every wolf did, even if they covered themselves in mud and dirt to mask it temporarily. But these... "I apparently have missed out on something. Care to catch me up... my queen?"


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||Akuji Perdere|| ||TaintedUnaffected by Katia's Love|| ||Caidir Olc|| ||Adult||





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