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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..I'm alone on my throne..
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My attention turned towards the scarred up female. My hormones where peaking. I really wasn't in the mood for females at the moment. Honestly, I didn't even remember her name. She said something about not knowing about the male infront of me. I gave a quick nod, almost as a dismissal.

My auds perked as he bowed and spoke. I couldn't help but let a grin wipe across my face. I loved a good gentleman. My banner swayed back and forth slowly. I was rather content. Sidorio was bringing me playthings, he always knew my type. I slowly began doing my circle. Checking out everything about. His curves, muscles, and just everything about him in general. My banner flicked out, running down his side following my lead. It touched him every so lightly, but I was marking him. He was mine, a apart of my army of smexy soliders.

As I flanked him and came back up to his side, I flashed him a grin again. My sweet lyrics tickled the sun-kissed air around us as I spoke.

So, will you do me the honors of walking the borders with me, Silver Bullet?

I cocked my head slightly to the side, waiting a response.



..this time won't you save me..






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