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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Paw steps lingered as he closed in on his target, the unfamiliar scent of the wolf made his hackles rise slightly. This wolf was properly accepted, however Kaizer hadn’t let her walk through pack land without keeping an eye on her dealings. A very close eye. The ebony robes shifted as he marched out of his cover and halted slightly, scenting at the disappearing figure he’d been tracking. Queens figure came into view and he smiled- she was showing her face again, meaning another litter had been successfully sired. Kaizer approached at a trot, pleased to see his mother. He slowed and let his fur mix with hers, rubbing her scent onto him, refreshing it after a long absence from her presence. His scarlet throat rubbing over her spine briefly before sinking back to his haunches.

Kaizer had grown once more, now fully the height inherited from both bloodlines, he was an impressive specimen. He’d recently done a day trip to Romance River and came back quite perfumed with fae’s scents. Don’t worry, they all still lived….somewhat. His emerald eyes took in his mother’s still swollen belly and the recent stain of fresh kill on her lips and arched an eyebrow.

If your still hungry theres a kill in the pack grounds. I could bring some to you later…

He glimpsed behind his mother, not shifting a beat, just leaning slightly.

Perhaps after I find out what she’s up to…

A dark chuckle left Kaizer’s lips. Interrogation could be fun, maybe a little torture if she didn’t play nicely. Who knows, maybe she'd be into that kind of thing?

How is the new plan coming along?

By that, he meant the new bundles of barely furred bodies squirming around in her nearby den.





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