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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It was rather difficult for her to raise even just one pup on her own. Drizzt would need to learn the basics of how to keep himself alive. He'd have to learn to hunt, to fight. Her intentions for that little leech was only of pure intentions. Suprising for her, right? She was never one to smile out of happiness. She never looked forward to having a family. In fact for a while she believed she was incapable of it.

She already knew she was incapable of loving. Or at least she thought so. A small twinge of warmth was crawling in her frozen heart. She was so cruel and vile to the father of her children and the children. The miscreants were caused by a one night stand. Yet Drizzt, the boy of pure heart had wished to keep the Witch company. Aindreas seemed to be in disbelief as he watched the Witch smile at the offer. So she kept him.

Her den was warm with the smell of winter creeping in to her and her child. A sound of something - someone called the pack. In the months she had been here she had never been to a pack meeting. None were ever called. Carnival was always away. She smiled a vile smile and picked up Drizzt by the scruff of the neck, carrying him out of their cozy den and out into the cold air. She ran with her child in her maw, finally reaching the throne of a new ruler.

The one who greeted a stranger with her. The Witch smiled at him, dipping her cranium to bow as she set down the little pup. "We meet again. Congratulations on your victory my King." She lifted her cranium to look at him once more. "We didn't get to properly meet. I'm Hocus Pocus. This is my child, Drizzt. We're unranked and have been for quite some time in this land, I was welcomed by the packs Beta. But he seemed to have ran off."



”Watch how your beauty fades and evil shines through...”

☾ Hocus Pocus ★ Adult ☾ Enchantress ★ Love ☾ Mother of Sin, Famous Last Words, Disaster, Drizzt, & Psyco ★ Malignant Felicity ☾-Metalhead- ★



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