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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NIGHTMARES
IP: 50.121.210.42

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Born of darkness, raised by death, dark storms roll inside her chest.


It was a bad idea. Joining a pack was a terribly awful idea. Phantom rarely ever speaks, and goes on rampages,so why is it that she would join a pack? That, Phantom did not even know. Maybe it was that she feared living alone? Maybe she just needed to know that there were others like her in this world, and that is why she chose Malignant? It had been rumored that this pack was home to ruthless killers and savage beasts like herself. Yes, that must be why she came. It had to be.

Slender paws the color of a raven moved in swift motions as Phantom darted through the shadows, making her way to the borders of the place she so dearly wished to call home. A roaring snarl of a chuckle slipped from her jaws as she thought of it as a home. This was no home, this was a refuge. Pumpkin gazers bounced wildly from side to side, in search of another canine who may be nearby. She needed food.

Phantom stopped dead in her tracks as she took in the strong aroma of the borderline markings, sitting back to release a thunderous roar of a summon. It was for the ears of a regal, who may or may not accept her into these lands of death. It would be alright with her if she got denied, for she would simply apply her warrior like talents to another ferocious pack. Possibly Munashii Gecko, or Abendrot, yes? Chuckling once again, Phantom paced back and forth along the borders, anxiously waiting the prescence of a member.


Ooc: Sorry it's so short. This is only my joining post, so I didn't take that much time on it. ^.^

She is the devils wife

{Phantom} :: {Female} :: {Adult} :: {No love interest} :: {Lone soul}


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