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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Liar, liar, slit your temples
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It was laughable, that she didn't know how these dark sleuthes differed from she. She, a gangly, clumsy child - them, graceful in their thirst and beautiful in killing and appearance both. Foolish Lunarstar; undoubtedly these sardonic and vampiric cherubs shall twist her body in knots. She picked her way as delicately as she could in the direction of the supposed border, bristly gray and peppered coat twitching in anxiety of the unknown. In her ignorance she sensed not the nefarious air about the place, and slumped into an ungainly looking submission.

Come evil ones. Twist her innocent mind with sadistic tales, mold her future with your nimble claws; for she is your lump of clay.

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