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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And the pup didn't even seem to react, not even when Baku's hit rang true and her fangs sunk deep into his flank. She let out a tiny growl of victory and jerked her head once to the side to take off some flesh before pulling back and tilting her head in mild confusion at the roll. She stepped back out of the flurry of claws and teeth as the pup and Devil rolled onto the ground, pussyfooting her way back before lunging in at an opening near the pup's stomach. And if it hit, it would hurt. She knew how soft the stomach was, why it was so readily offered for submission. She reared back again, giving herself just a moment to size up her next attack.

Devil was going fast and hard towards the face and neck, and a bite towards the head made Baku wince a bit. Ah, the pup went for the legs. She scoffed and ducked down to snap her jaws around one of the intruder's hind legs. She'd cripple the rest of him. Make a symmetrical corpse, as the case may be.

She brought a paw up to push back on the injured flank as she pulled away, tearing around the pup to bite down at the base of his tail and give a rough yank and twist. Breaking the tail in such a place might as well be breaking the spine, after all.


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