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 lift my muzzle to the heavens as the perfume of a strange female tickles my senses. My lips automatically tug into a sadistic smirk as I start toward the borders, tail lifting up over my spine to show my Delta status in the pack. Golden eyes seem to penetrate the forest as I shift in with the shadows, blending like the ghost I've been trained to be. It's been a while since I've welcomed a female at the border. I remember the younger ivory female well. She held her ground while showing respect, smart girl. Not many females know how to impress me. It's all in the balance. Show me that you're worthy but at the same time don't challenge. I never back down and so far I've never lost. My wide frame maneuvers through the trees with ease till I can make out the silver female lying down at the borders. Ears prick at attention as I raise my head and stand before her, scars dotting my coat letting her know that if she doesn't do her part, I won't mind adding some more. Submit and state your name, pet.

The voice is rough but not loud, commanding attention in the straightforward tone as my eyes narrow in intensity, waiting for her to make a move.



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