<i>static shock%01 neon hearts</i> (Lucaya)

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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static shock, neon hearts (Lucaya)
IP: 74.141.235.32
Posted on November 16, 2017 at 03:29:53 AM by Jolteon

He moves over and into the borders of Caidir Olc, heading into these strange and dangerous lands for the first time. He was following a girl that called herself Holly into the depths, but something seemed...vaguely wrong. He felt as if he was watched from every angle, and the earth was unstable and coated in mire. The girl seemed at home, comfortable in her own skin even. He quickens his pace to catch up to the smoke and black female, not wanting to get lost in this grimy labyrinth. She keeps herself ahead of him the slightest no matter what he does, and he can feel his heart hammering in his chest. We go deeper and deeper, and he can't help but think it's almost too like a trap. He steps a little too much off to the side, and his paws splash and falter in dirtied and thick water.

She's rounding back at him in an instant, her jaws flashing and locking in his scruff and pulling him out of the greedy mire. Her fangs had been purposeful but did not really harm him, and he felt a little better about following her. His thin and partially starved form heaved in breaths at this pause in their travel, and her jaws released him and he almost collapsed on his belly onto the ground. She turned away from him again and leaped over to a thick and slightly sunken log, her jaws lifting towards the skies as her searching howl split the silence formerly only punctuated by his breathing. Who was she calling? Was he about to meet her family? Were they going to like him? He could ask, but something made him hold his tongue. She seemed almost subdued as she turned to face me, a sort of lingering trace of remorse dawning over her features. He takes a step closer towards her, his ears swivelling as he wonders if he has missed something. Who had heard her call? And would the person really bother to come to us?

While waiting for her family to appear, he turns his gaze to the smoke and black lass, his tail giving a single wave behind him, a show of support to whatever she might be feeling. Something flickers across her face, something maybe thoughtful and wistful at the same time. His dark indigo eyes peer deep into her violently bright green ones, trying to read what was hidden there, and found himself drowning in the depths of what was surely a sorceress, something that caused the flesh beneath his blonde coat to prickle in something like discomfort.

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THERE'S JUST NO REST FOR THE QUEEN OF THE DEAD - By LUCAYA November 18, 2017 at 01:31:40 AM
static shock, neon hearts - By Jolteon November 19, 2017 at 05:55:28 AM
THERE'S JUST NO REST FOR THE QUEEN OF THE DEAD - By LUCAYA November 20, 2017 at 07:00:28 PM

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