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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There was something about the sounds not too far away that first turned me in that direction - Snarls, impact and all the sorts. I didn’t know this new scent, but I was aware she was part of the pack. If she wasn’t and two wolves were fighting on the boarder then my god they better watch the hell out. I wouldn’t have hesitated to kill them both, two wolves; nothing like a little game to start your day, right?

As I entered the clearing I quickly took in the scene with my bittersweet orange windows, tracing them over the pathetic bleeding wolf on the ground to the wolfess whom stood with the blood around her jowls - Okay so it made it pretty obvious she was with the pack and beta, and also that she’d been the one who jumped him. I grinned,

‘Hello there, miss. I’m yet to meet you, but I’m Pendulum anyway. If you’re beta here then you probably know about me.’

I let my eyes quickly trace along her, half checking for any wounds and half for well, inspection I guess you could say. I then turned my attention to the wolf who was leaning against the trees, half of his neck ripped out already. Bravo, she’d done a fine job. I chuckled at him and moved closer, pressing a paw out against his wound to push him from his slumped position against the tree to the ground. He would’ve been too weak to attack back, and even if he did then I had the upper hand either way.

‘What the fuck are you doing bleeding on our ground?’

A low, deep growl rumbled in my chest as I accidently let more weight press against him, my paw digging in deeper to where his flesh had been ripped open. I felt the soft tissues slip under my paw but I kept it otherwise still, just pressing down.

‘Scream and you’ll be dead before you can take another breath.’

This time I has snarled at him, turning around. Instantly my face returned to somewhat of a calm grin.

‘Seeing how this is your game, miss, what would you like to do with him? I’m sure he’ll be useless anyway, and seeing how I don’t like him I’m sure we can make a game from it none the less.’

Half of the words were to scare him, yes, but I did want him dead pretty much. It was obvious he was dumb, masochist or just both. Now I’d just have to wait for the beta’s reply, and hopefully her name.




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