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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My paws carried my petite frame towards the boarders. I could tell by the smells of things that Devil was ahead of me, but not by far. I picked up my pace to a slight jog as I winded down the trail that was leading me to my destination. As usual I slowed down and found a nice set of shadows that I could ease into. In a blink of an eye I was gone and easing through the shadows. Amber pools eagerly watching the scene unfold in front of me and it was only a matter of seconds before I was beside the submitting male. Just a few feet is all that separated me from him and the resistance was there, it was obvious.

As Devil delivered the threat, the wolf studied and sized him up. I felt my lip pull back in aggravation at the fact the male was even attempting to be stubborn. Then he finally submitted but responded with a growl. What the...was the male thinking. That is when I found my-self stepping into view and every blade in my maw was probably showing. I felt the hair a long my back standing at attention and my auds pressed hard against my pretty crown. A sound I had not heard in a long time quickly rumbled in my chest and exited my maw and nostrils. The pure blood thirsty snarl was rumbling from inside and I felt the monster I had been holding back quickly climbing its way to the surface. My pools had shifted from their normal amber color to more of a maple fiery orange with flakes of the past color.

Get up, NOW.

It was the only words that I first spoke as I circled the side of the male and came to his front. My ebony pillars stood rigid and stuff as I walked, every muscle that I had been working on my long runs was flexing and rolling under my chocolate main frame and ebony limbs. Who the hell did this wolf think he was, treading into my borders and being snappy. Devil and my-self were about to remind the Blossom Forest wolves who exactly Malignant Felicity was. My banner was rolled over my back, meeting my raised hackles. My acidic tone flicked off my tongue once more as I spoke to the male.

I only accept wolves that are loyal to me and this pack, you obviously got dropped on the head as a pup or have other intentions. So, get the hell out of our sight or I'll let the ravens carry you out in pieces for me. My inner self has just been dying at a chance to taste some of that salty crimson liquid life water that is coursing through your veins.

The caws of the black ravens swarming the treetops above us, showed I had plenty of friends that would help carry out my threat. I honestly was hoping for him to procrastinate moving a long or open his mouth with a return threat. It had been a good while since blood had seen Malignant's lush forest floor, and she was yearning for me to quench her thirst.








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