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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In The Dead Of Night
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Calypso had been exploring her new home, and looking for other pack members, wondering if she would find someone to engage in a conversation. Neither had occurred, and now she found herself heading to the borders, where she had heard a femora’s call. A loner was wishing to join she assumed, and she carried herself in omega as she went to greet her, the lowest rank in a pack. The different shaded tanned and red feminine figure halted in the bushes, to observe the femme for just a moment, and saw her standing at the border, on her side. Smart girl, she knew the alphess of this pack didn’t play games, take a look at what lined the border. Wolf corpses, half decayed or fully, some even fresh for the crows. The huntress had already grown used to the silent present, usually, until they started making racket that usually came with some kind of entertainment for them.

Allowing a smirk to cross her features, she appeared out of the bushes when the wind turned in the loner’s favor, not caring if the other femme knew she had been watched. The one who was looking for acceptance held a black and gray coat, with marks of yellow. She had a bigger frame than normal femmes, but was it muscle, bulk, or too much to eat? When she finished looking her over, she noticed the 3 small bodies, and a larger one, a nestling of birds. Other than that she gave no indication of them, knowing they were meant for the alphess, and she spoke now to the one at the border. Her voice wasn’t warm, but not down right hatred either, just a little warmer than emotionless.

Femme, state your name and reason for being here. I suggest you submit, before the alphess arrives.

Calypso noticed the loner hadn’t even shown any kind of submission, lowered body, tail, nothing. She waited for a response in words or actions, her muscles slightly tensed. Whatever happened, she was prepared, and if the lady did as she bid, then she would howl for someone to come judge her. Till then, she would wait for the other’s reaction to her.


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