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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The white girl listened silently to the pup over her while she laid on her back waiting still to be allowed back up. She knew Queens was the alpha here so the made the young wolf kind of royal depending on how the alpha ran their hierarchy. Some wolves kept their offspring high in the ranking instead of putting them at omega status. Only meeting Queens and learning more about the pack would tell her how the ranks were here.

She didn’t take too much out of the other wolfs words from whispers she had heard before arriving the queen here was more unpredictable than that. She didn’t say anything as she laid there. Her skull reclined until she was looking out at the forest in front of her. She didn’t speak to Nyrobi and the girl said nothing to her. She liked it better this way. It was much easier to listen for the tiniest sounds of approach. Her back was starting to ache but she didn’t move to give it away she just laid there enduring the discomfort, things couldn’t always be perfect.

She was perfectly fine in the silence simply watching forest beyond her. She slowly inhaled and broke down each scent analyzing it for future reference if she was allowed in. She was somewhat anxious as she laid there waiting for the alpha but her dark brown eyes stayed guarded and frozen as if nothing could change them for their blankness, not anger or sadness.




Sorrow




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