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 watched with a tinge of glee as the wolf, which had the foresight to submit before she even cleared the tree line, tucked her tail and arched her back a bit to submit. Not a pathetic pup roll, but Baku wouldn't ask that of her. She did no such thing for Queens when she submitted, it would be hypocritical for her to expect this outsider to do it for her, a subordinate. Her tail gave a few gentle wags and she relaxed, perhaps signifying her acceptance before she even spoke. The formalities out of the way, she had to decide quickly what to do. Baku could always take her to Queens, true, bring the white female before her and let the alpha decide. She let an ear twitch around to catch a listen back towards the direction of the pack meeting. She wasn't entirely sure how the others would take to this wolf, just because Baku guided her. She hadn't exactly earned the trust of the pack yet -- though she tended to hope that Devil had at least some respect for her -- and so she wasn't sure if they would take so kindly to her attending to the border. Nonetheless, she found it her duty to protect her home and service Queens, when the poor girl was already up to her ears with the meeting.

Which lead her back to this. Llorana, as she stated. Baku licked her chops idley, back feet treading the ground restlessly for a moment.

"The respect you've shown is admirable," she said after a moment, obviously choosing her words carefully. "You know your place without needing it stated to you. That's good. We might have use for wolves like you. Obedient types." Her ear flicked back towards the meeting again and her tail twitched to the side.

"The alpha is busy, as I've said, but my presence here will surely draw her attention sooner or later, let alone yours. Until then..." and Baku gave a small stretch here before sitting down with a small thud, craning her head to scratch at her ear. Truth be told, this other wolf's voice was far more soothing to her than the irritably high and 'musical' voices that a lot of the bitches around here had. As it was, Baku's voice was rather deep for a female, in the same tenor region as the white wolf before her. She let her foot fall back to the ground and yawned.

"Why have you come here? No offense, but I haven't seen many wolves like you around here. Mostly the darker ones. This place doesn't attract the 'pretty' crowd. Sensual, maybe, but pretty? No, they go north more, up to Spring Grounds or Andre Seite or, hell, Munashii Gekko. White wolf, blue eyes, in Malignant?" She snorted and glanced off, though kept one ear trained on the stranger. "Though at least you don't come with assumptions on your shoulders. Arrogant wolves are the worst of all, I take pleasure in putting them in their place."

And... yes, perhaps Baku was a bit of a sadist, especially if that grin was anything to go by. But really, she just enjoyed wiping the smirks off those faces, could you blame her?

"But even they tend to have more a place here than pretty young things like you. A wolf like you would get eaten alive by wolves like us if you crossed us wrong." She meant no threat by it, simply a statement of the facts. "Do you really think you'll be able to tolerate us?"


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