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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steadily emerging with graceALL JOINING IN/PACK MEETING
IP: 12.7.238.130

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..i can sooth your pain..
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I eased my-self through the territory, and my nose was over wheelmed with new scents. I had heard tales of one of my daughters getting into a scuffle on the border, and the scarred fae had actually left. God riddence in my opinon, she disgraced the look of Malignant. I felt like in my older age I was beginning to grow soft. Maybe it was the fact I had recently had pups, I wasn't exactly sure. Yet, I had made a promise to my-self no more of this cutesy kind mind set. I needed to build Malignant back up to where it was before. Thriving with new blood and devoted members that would do anything that I asked them to. We had to be the strongest and most feared pack in Blossom Forest, not a bunch of rejected psychopaths.

I found my-self ontop of a rock in the middle of the territory. It was a nice large sturdy rock that was more than big enough for my-self to hop on. I sat there, the sunlight warming my pelt. Ahh, I loved the spring. It was just the perfect temps all the time. Just warm enough to soak into your bones and at night chilly enough to want to snuggle...

I wrinkled my nose at the thought. What the fuck was wrong with me? I shook my head and tilted my head back to let out a howl. My lyrics carrying throughout the entire territory, that I was sure of. I was calling everyone who was on the borders of Malignant, plus all the current members. We needed to discuss ranks and accept the new members if they made the cut.

It was time to rebuild this army and make Malignant Felicity the pack it once was. So there I sat, soaking up the rays, waiting on the first member of Malignant to show up, or the first wanna be member atleast...


..you more word and you won't survive..






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