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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LUCIFER

That copper tang hit his nose, the scent of blood wafted into the herb cache and Lucifer let out a groan when he heard the other male sink to the ground. Backing out of the den, Lucifer moves to make certain Carion still breathed. Looking all over his friend, the alpha male is overcome for a moment. He knows the marks of self-harm, over grooming, and stress. "Why didn't you come to me sooner, Carion." It was the only question the demonic king had for the man.

He moves off after inspecting the wound, coming back with a poultice made from chewed bark and various antibiotic plants and seeds in a turtle shell. Their were leaves everywhere on the bushes, so Lucifer went to get the largest one. When he returned, the monster of a male notices his comrade is awake. "You ever, EVER, neglect to come to me with a problem when it first arises, I will have your hide. You could be dead from exhaustion or a blood infection, Carion." He continues, "You're lucky I was trained to heal by my birth pack. Now, lay on your side, I need to get that wound looked after. You much on those buds right there. Only what is there, please." There was a bunch next to him, as Lucifer wasn't sure what Carion's tolerance to such a plant would be.

Next, the leader of Malignant Felicity waits for the drug to kick in. "I am going to put a salve on these bites, it may sting, but if you bite me, I will bite back." Duma was a biter, so was Elijah and his siblings. The rest were better about it, but the want to bite was in their eyes. All of his pack at one point or another have or would be under their leader while he stitched up their wounds.

When he sets to work, it is on cleaning the wound, after this is done - swiftly and efficiently - the male puts the poultice into the wounds. His saliva helps it stick, and once a thin layer is established all over the wounds, Lucifer puts the leaves over it and gently tongues them into place, creating a bandage. "Now, keep that leg off the ground and try not to move so much. You can rest here if you like, my den is right over there." He points toward the den he had before he asked Lucaya to be his mate. "You go take a much needed rest, and howl for me if you need anything. I mean it." He gives a smile, and if Carion wishes to use his den, Lucifer will help him to it.

male \\ adult \\ morningstar \\ lucaya's \\ king of malignant felicity


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