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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A wolf in sheeps skin
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Posted on September 13, 2017 at 11:02:36 AM by Draven

She had wanted to take back her old home, the dark kingdom as it were, and that was what she had done. But he had not had to lift a single paw to help her… for the idiots who had been running the pack had not known one simple truth that driven had figured out himself. It was an unfortunate truth, one that he had discovered an accident, but if the previous Alphess had known it, things may have ended very differently. Draven actually thought that her fleeing in order to save her pack mates from pain had been courageous-she had given up her own thrown in order to protect them. But there had been no need. If she had not fled and abdicated The throne, none of them would have been able to enter the park. For whatever reason, that was one of the rules. He had been playing with it, seeing if it was the boundary itself, if it depended on the Alpha, But all that he could figure what is that as long as the pack was claimed, he and his kind could not enter. However, he had yet another plan to try. He had not been able to enter, But his Mesmer Briseis had been able to. If she could infiltrate a pack, would she be able to invite him inside?

It was an intriguing thought, and though it would be a longshot, it was worth a try. It would be entertaining if nothing else to have her trick the king that Draven hate it so much. After all, Kershov was the only one on his kill list who was still in blossom forest. He had poisoned him once, and Draven wanted to poison him again. He wanted the king to be in excruciating pain, to crumble and fall. Draven would not care whether the ice king lived, died, or turned-it would provide him entertainment no matter what. Speaking of which… Draven turned and snapped his jaws menacingly at the fae who trailed behind him. " keep up you little slut you!" his deep baritone was followed quickly in suit by a chuckle - after all, it had been his command for her to tear her own flash with her own teeth, which had led her to having the limp she now bore. In response to his command, Briseis whimpered and pain and consternation, but obeyed. She moved up to the point of his shoulder with her head down respectfully to her master.

Draven had entered the pack behind Lucaya, taking advantage of the abandoned pack after motionless had fled. Now he strolled through the park at a leisurely rate, but he had his sights set upon reaching the new queen. That did not mean he would be in any hurry to get there though. Deftly, he explored parts of the swamp, never string too far from his path - it would be all too easy to get lost, especially when he knew nothing of these lands so far. His slave follow behind him with only the occasional whisper of a whimper. Eventually, his paws brought him to her-to Lucaya. She had assumed her position upon the throne, and was surrounded by her vampire pups. It was lucky that they had not needed help taking the pack, considering these little whelps would have been worthless. He ignored the one pup who had not turned, but gently nuzzled the others before assuming his position next to her. Before speaking to her, he growled and pointed to the ground by his side, and glared at his Mesmer until she laid down there, belly up. Only then do his smile return, his wicked grin that turned its attention to his vampire Queen. " The pack is yours, and you have future Warriors before you. What is your plan now, Lucaya mine?" his words were gruff in her audette as he reached for her, nuzzling against her briefly.

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