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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I make my way toward the scents, my tail flicking behind me. Kershov is the carrier of the first scent, the king of Abendrot and father of Queens' latest litter. I know why she did it but at least she didn't seem to have any ideas of romance with the white male. I'm sure she felt something for him or she wouldn't have given him that which is sacred but they went their separate ways after the act and only now he shows up. The question is why?

Kazier arrives first and I can hear him greeting Kershov from here. He's a loyal wolf and if Queens were around, I'm sure she'd promote him for his activity. I don't know where she is though or when she's coming back. I usually don't, I just hold down the fort until she gets here.

I hear rustling and a sneer tugs at my lips as I peek to my left. Kavik, one of Queens' sons, is trying to hide in the bushes but he's doing a terrible job of it. He's already stepped on a twig to announce his presence. I wonder for a moment where his usual side kick is, Kirastasia, his sister. I'm sure she'll be along shortly. Without further ado, I reach over to grab at his ruff with my jaws, meaning to carry him right over to Kershov and Kazier where I will gently put him on the ground in front of me and offer both a nod and a smirk.

"Kershov, what brings you to our neck of the woods? Come to see your children? Here's one, his name's Kavik. I can't begin to tell you where his adventurous sister Kirastasia is but I'm sure she's close at hand. Oh by the way, he doesn't talk so let his eyes and growls do the talking for you. If you're here to see Queens, you might be disappointed. She's away at the moment. Devil May Cry, now what do you want?"

There, got everything out of the way and I don't think I sounded too rude doing it. I've always been a more straight to the point kind of wolf.




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