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Mal0 (SCP-1471-a) was never your average wolf. Born with an eerie, bare-boned skull for a face amidst her plush, dark fur, she embraced her terrifying beauty. Today, dressed in her signature white tank top reading "Hungry for Prey" and matching white leggings, she lounged on her basement couch. She munched on bagged snacks, but the salt and crunch barely scratched the surface of her endless appetite. "Not enough," she grumbled, her hollow eye sockets gleaming. She needed living warmth. ​Licking her bone-white jaws, Mal0 (SCP-1471-a) rose and crept next door. The neighbor’s house was bursting with noise—a lively gathering of family and friends. Perfect. ​She kicked the back door open. Before anyone could scream, Malzior lunged. Her jaw opened unnaturally wide, engulfing the host head-first and sliding him down her throat with a massive gulp. One by one, panic ensued, but Mal0 (SCP-1471-a) was a blur of predatory efficiency. She snatched up frightened friends and desperate relatives, her throat stretching effortlessly as she swallowed the entire household whole, feeling them squirm down her gullet. ​Sated, her midsection heavily distended, she waddled back to her basement. She sank into her couch, completely blissed out. She patted and rubbed her bulging belly, letting out a thunderous, house-shaking BURP. ​Smiling wide, she tapped her taut tummy. "Settle down, little ones," she purred to the churning mass inside. "You're all such good meals for me."