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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Baku had decided to map out her new home, getting to know every tree and rock and twig. It was a nice place, Queens definitely had good taste. Birds twittered distantly in the trees, but even their whistles sounded disjointed and off-key, as if even they were slowly falling victim to the place. It was lovely, in a disgusting sort of way. The birds fell quiet all of a sudden, however, at a weak and yet arrogant howl that came through the air. Her ears swiveled forward, head lifting a bit at the sound. It wasn't too far away, and while Queens was busy (Baku could faintly smell the alpha at the border, no doubt dealing with that crazy wolf she had heard so much about), she had might as well keep this runt busy. The self-entitlement in the howl caused her hackles to rise a bit, and she hastened her pace to the border.

By the time she arrived, Devil May Cry was already there, fur standing on end and chest low to the ground. Baku quickly took up a similar stance, hackles curling back to reveal sharp teeth, tail sticking straight out from her back. She said nothing more, just stood a distance to Devil May Cry's left, fluffed up and attempting to look bigger.

A pup came to their territory, reeking of blood, with a smashed leg and expected a good reception? Baku didn't care how many damn coyotes it killed on the way over, she wasn't going to stand for this useless runt encroaching upon her home, no matter how new she was.

"Shouldn't even bother Queens with this runt," she growled softly. Honestly, Baku tended to hate kids. "We've already got one of the useless things, and at least it'll grow into something that won't slow us down."


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