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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uprising DEMON
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His hackles instantly raised and instantly flattened as the Princess strode up and let her mouth run at a hundred miles an hour at him, he tried to block it out but she used the same pathetic words he’d heard used before. God, he was no fucking virgin, he’d done faes over until they were half dead and that wasn’t counting when he decided to rape them. Generally he liked the mind games the rape victims gave him to play. He kept a neutral face blank until she turned and then his neck bowed and hackles raised. Snarls ripped from his throat towards the sipping beauty and for a moment, admiring the ass facing him. Mmmm…
God, if only Queens saw him know, she’d either rip his member off or enjoy watching him watching her daughter. Jesus, you just never knew.

You know what bitch?! I don’t give a flying fuck. You wanna go?


If she came back bitching, Backlight would sink his head between his shoulder blades and show his ivories, it had been a good long time since he had a fight. If she came for him, he would be ready and if she didn’t, well, she didn’t have the guts to back the bullshit she spoke, did she? He would probably just keep pushing her until she willingly jumped- right into his arms fangs. First he would make her bleed, then he’d make her regret. He knew he couldn’t jump her first as he was beginning to like it here and didn’t much want to get kicked out nor hunted for the rest of his existence, even if he managed to injure and/or kill queens- he would be hunted by the rest of this wonderful freak show.




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