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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Flaw, still submitting, tried to keep on her "nice" voice.
"It will be worth it"
She barley managed. The light brute seemed to think he was "seductive". Flaw thought about it for a minute. He probably was, but she was pretty much immune to males and their "charms". That had been eliminated when she was a teen, had brotten home her first "boyfriend" and she had nearly had her ear ripped off by her father. She was not scared of males any more, but she was always aware of them. Submitting hurt her back, but she didn't mind. She hoped it wouldn't reach her face. That seemed to be the worst thing about herself. Her emotions always seemed to shine through. Ecspecialy dealing with males. Her small runt body never seemed to intimidate anyone, which pissed her seriously. Males, all they seemed to do was hurt others. Pecificly femmes. She wanted to rip out the males throat, but again, too small and she wanted to JOIN this pack.
"OK, now, I'm still submitting see, so how about you let me in on what the Alpha is like so I don't get myself ripped to shreads?"
Though, he probably would like to see her ripped up. She almost let out a snarl, but, thank the Lord, nothing came out.

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