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 want to see your screaming face...(spade and alpha or someone else)
IP: 68.171.235.90

Thorn knew very well of the alpha female. He knew that if they fought he'd be killed along with hogen and gemba. He stopped at the boarder and let out his howl calling someone to tell them that they wanted to join there pack. He waited. Hogen was huge but stupid. Gemba had more brains but lacked speed like his brother. Thorn howled again for spade the fae he meet. Maybe just maybe they might have a family. He also knew very well that she could mold and turn any male into her play thing. He knew how to stay out of that trick and showed her the only kindness he had. If he was acting any kinder he was ill or tricking someone. Sniper left and when he thought about it he clenched his teeth he knew very well that when he found sniper he'd kill him. Thorn looked around . What odd tree's but he didn't care they hid you better than other trees and bushes. Hogen was a bit mad. He had heard a birdy saying there was a wolf named hagen. To him it was way to close to his name. He hoped to god that he would find this hagen but then again that would be to much work. To muck work to kill a weak wolf. Gemba was bored and just looked at the different trees. He saw the birds chanting and calling. They wanted food and by all the carcases he saw he knew why. The alpha seems a bit more on the dark side. He liked that. Thorn wasn't going to bow down but would rather be led by a evil wolf than a goody two shoes.

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