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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He laughed and nodded, letting himself agree with her. I guess you're right. Maybe we're not meant to fly after all. Gold painted occuli watched the damsel crawl slowly toward him and he curled his velvets back, a slight dare in his ooids. He might have already ripped her throat out if he didn't feel like a little entertainment but then maybe she was worth something after all. He felt like he'd pushed her far enough to test her temper anyway and so far she'd held up quite good. Maybe Queens wouldn't mind another wench in the pack after all. His pools glistened. Yes, using another as a tool is great fun, but that is more of a deceitful mind trick, more for the femmes than the brutes. I like to fight my own battles, whether it be a losing one or a winning one. If I use another, its only for pleasure and I daresay they get something out of it as well. The corner of his labrum pulled up into a grin at the thought.

He could tell she was trying to move the conversation onto other things not about her sister. Was someone a little jealous perhaps of his interest in the other dame? He tilted his pate, wondering. He figured luck had just not been on her side when she got to the entrance but then that wasn't his problem. He was supposed to test the new comers and see if they're worthy to be in this land. Reenoch had proven she was okay for conversation and at least knew to keep her temper, even if she might want to rip his throat out herself. Chuckling at the thought, Devil circled her chassi. You're more intelligent than I gave you credit for. Maybe you're worth my time after all.



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