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've always had plenty of confidence to spare and I'm rather straight forward about everything. I don't beat around the bush or play games unless they lead to what I ultimately want. And yet I do like to dabble in mind games every so often when it comes to the opposite sex. What can I say? I've been mighty lonely since Queens up and left. I know she's deadly and I know she could turn on me at any moment. I anticipate the challenge whole heartedly. She looks obvious in her disappointment when I tell her she won't be killing anyone for me. She should know I'd rather do that myself. I let her know what I want of her but I wouldn't expect anything less from her when it comes to compensation. Any wolf of Malignant Felicity should want a reward. It's built into the like minded to want something out of anything asked fo them.

She lets out a sound of disapproval and I tilt my head, obviously intrigued. My eyes glisten, daring her to speak her mind. As she moves toward me, I hold my ground, my tail twitching in anticipation as she holds my ever patient gaze. My lips only curl back more as she speaks. Payment. She speaks truth though. I don't want just any wolf at Malignant's borders. Though we are almost desperate for numbers, I won't take anything but the best because that's what this pack deserves. She moves so that we're parallel, our faces close and I have to resist the urge to nip at her cheek just to see what she'll do. Her question is a purr on her talented lips, her tail moving to caress my side in a way all too familiar. My eyes close for a split second as the memories flood back of Queens and our times together. When they reopen, I am back to business as I nod.

"Finding the perfect reward for you may be tricky or simple. You can hunt for yourself so it wouldn't be food. You enjoy the kill so it wouldn't be revenge. What can I give you that you can't get for yourself? Rank? I can give you that if it's authority you're looking for. A favor for the future to use at your own discretion? You seem so confident with your questions, now I ask the same of your answers. Tell me, Samus, what calls to you of sweet reward?"


Devil May Cry.adult.male.no weakness.no offspring.Malignant Felicity's stand-in alpha
(until Carnival's return)



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