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.

Refresh/Reload

In The Dead Of Night
IP: 108.85.112.195
Posted on August 8, 2011 at 04:15:19 AM by Calypso











Calypso’s brown, red, and white form could be seen laying beside river, upon a rock, enjoying some of the rays coming through the trees. Twin towers were pricked upon her head, listening for anyone to come along, or howls to alert her to loners or pack members. The femora was enjoying her time alone, but was also hoping that a pack mate might come along, some company would have been okay. Giving a yawn, she raised her head off her paws when she heard a howl, the alphess was calling the pack. It also called for the wolves at the border wishing to join as well, and she knew this would prove to be interesting, and she could meet all the members. Perhaps Silver Bullet would be there, the brute who had come to greet her when she seeked to join here. By the time she rose, leapt from the rock, and made her way at a nice pace to the meeting, the howl had died down to nothing. The huntress wondered what her alphess was like, she barely met the lady in charge, simply what she looked like and her name, Queens. Maybe she could get some more insight on the black, brown, and red duchess, and those she called fellow pack members.

The omega ess knew the meeting was being held in a clearing, the one in the middle of the terra, for the howl had come not too far away from her. A couple of trail paths away, actually, and she wasted no time in getting there. Being so new, she sure as hell didn’t want the leader of these lands on her bad side, that was a disaster in the making. Red and brown head and flag low, in omega position, she entered the clearing on silent paws, knowing her scent would give her presence away. The minor lady’s maw was white, and it wrapped to both sides of her cheeks, while a brown and red strip ran between her teal orbs to her black nose. The rest of her body coat was scarlet and amber coloring. Her multi-hued paws continued forth, and when Queens turned to look at her, she would of gave a nod of her head, giving respect and some submission. Her maw remained closed, not sure really what to say, and she kept her gaze upon the amber eyed wolfess, who sat on her rocky throne. After taking a quick glance around, she moved farther in the clearing.

She was the only one here at the moment, other than the alphess, and Calypso took a seat in a spot near enough to the rock for her liking. It wasn’t too close, and not too far, somewhere in between where she could watch everyone and everything going on. Her coat was thick, with her muscles loose beneath from the fast trot here, and a feminine figure to go with it. Her red and brown banner glided across the ground once, before making a stay behind her, straight out. Ears pricked upon her head, she waited for another wolf to show, or for Queens to speak to her, whichever happened to come first.


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