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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Posted on October 17, 2011 at 06:47:22 AM by Queens
 Since the last little squabble I was on full border control. I wasn't sure what was going on but suddenly Malignant's borders were surrounded by new comers and they were coming from every direction. I know Silver Bullet and Nyrobi were both in the area dealing with the loners that now seeked Malignant shelter. Now I was on my way to one as well. I didn't know if Devil or another wolf would beat me to this newcomer but I was going reguardless. From this point it would be a easy loop for me to finish with this one and move on to check out the other two. The trees on this part of the territory were very tall and covered with the green moss that takes over Malignant. As I approach I notice a wolf standing and not in the least bit in a submissive stance. I feel my maple pools harden slightly as my dark ebony pillars pulled my chocolate tainted body closer to the borders and the fae. As I approached my sugary sweet tone drips off my tongue. I was eying her down and it was probably very evident in my facial expression about how unsatisfied with the fact she wasn't in any sort of submissive stance. Please tell me you came to either join and not cause drama on my borders. Please don't make me mangle that beautiful coat. You look to much like a Malignant solider already and I would love to see you on your back so I can let you in. I was standing just a few feet from her at this point. My body was ripped from all the long distant jogs I had been doing. My ebony banner wrapped over my back, showing I was the alpha of Malignant. Now the ball was in the females court and it was her time to submit and be accepted. 
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- &&dance in their ashes;; - By Ragnarök October 17, 2011 at 09:33:07 PM
beautifuld i s a s t e r - By Queens October 18, 2011 at 04:01:59 AM