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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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You're dreaming, oh you're dreaming!
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She had hit her mark with a deadly accuracy, but of course there was nothing deadly about the gesture. It was all a playful action of sorts between two young wolves, a sort of play spar if you will. Neither of them aimed to injure or maim in any way, shape, and fourm, but rather to simply hone their skills. Llorana had managed a quick swipe as the younger boys ruff, pulling several hairs that may have caused a slight twinge in nerve but that was the extent of it. He had immediately retaliated with swiping his own maw toward her back leg, but her speed had saved her from this as she continued moving to spring away from him. She was a dancer, while he was more of a solid wall, most likely to use his brute strength as he got older. She didn’t have quite as much muscle as he did across her fourm, but she was quite tall at this point of her life with lean muscles to go with her elongate limbs. This kept her quick on her paws and quick in reaction time, and so as she watched him from her new vantage point, another sly grin tugged its way across her velvety lips. All hints of the wolf Niko had first come across were completely gone- and instead there was a new, bubblier and more playful wolf that had taken place. One who was having fun for once in her life, and wasn’t about to give that up for anything. Her posture was slightly lazy as she continued to watch for his coming attack- for he surely would retaliate to her own springing challenge, but of course this was not the real case. Her muscles were tensed, ready for action the moment he even considered moving a muscle of his own. She was ready for him.


He bounds forward, with none of the grace that she had portrayed in her own approach. He was of course younger than she, for he was but a pup and she was a blossoming adult, but this didn’t matter to her in the slightest. She didn’t even mind the way he still retained his awkward puppy strut- it was more so something that brought another smile to her lips. But this didn’t mean he wasn’t a challenge, or that he wasn’t quick in his approach, oh no. He was fast coming, and had soon made his way to her and begun his own play attack. And though she pivots out of the way in her usual agile grace- she is not quite quick enough. Niko’s jaws end up clamping down mid tassel, which brings a slight cringe to her facial expression but that is the end of her reaction to it. It is slightly painful, but she knows if he were to actually want to cause her harm, it would have already been done so- and his own tassel wouldn’t be wagging so much. When he had managed to grasp her bleached tassel within his maw, he had then prepared himself to tug backward. In doing so, as he most likely used his weight to do this, Llorana’s balance was thrown off and caused her rump to fall back to meet the warm earth. It was unexpected in her mind, and she was slightly boggled before turning her sapphire gaze to meet with his own. She saw a playful gleam within them that mirrored her own expression, and so couldn’t help the playful growl that rumbled up from her own throat. And so, instead of picking herself up and springing away as she had done before, she held her ground a moment before coming to a standing position and turning to face him.


But as she looked up and stood to face him, he had released her tassel and had leapt back himself. What happened next brought yet another large grin across Llorana’s maw. Lacking her grace and finesse, Niko managed to somehow screw up his footing which caused him to fall over himself and tumble backwards. The sight of it was really quite comical but the white lass did not let it distract her in the slightest. As his momentum carried him a bit of a distance, his body ending up crumpled against a bush; Llorana was already on the move. Quickly padding her way over to him- taking clear advantage of the situation- she managed to reach him before he had begun to right himself up. Swooping down in one fell arc of her muzzle, she nuzzled the end of her muzzle against the scruff of his neck. It was not a dominant gesture in the slightest, and nor were her canines bared in threat. It was more so an affectionate gesture, which was followed by her stepping over the boy beneath her and promptly dropping down upon him. She was of course light and not uncomfortable as she did so- she mainly did this to pin him down beneath her and keep him there. She of course didn’t know if he would shove her off and get pissed off, or if he would merely allow it and perhaps give them both a moments of rest. But regardless of what he did, she would do her best to remain lying across him and pinning him down. But if he were to growl in a not so playful manner any longer, then she would of course oblige and allow him up. But any way else- he was stuck beneath her and there was not a thing he could do about it.








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How can you know this way not that?
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