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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Audits flicked forward at the belle's laugh and he frowned thoughtfully at her question, wondering how to answer it. Maybe I'm just jealous. It was a vague answer, but mostly true none the less. Birds could fly wherever they wanted when they wanted, the perfect life to someone like Devil. He used to be like that, going anywhere he pleased, taking anything or anyone he pleased. He was used to that life, but no more. Now he was left with sorry little sluts and scared pansies. Now he was part of a pack and had to act like it. Was he tamed? Hell no, far from it. He still had his whims and no one could take that away from him. Next the maiden went thoughtful as he asked her about the fire and it was only a moment or two before she decided to grace his tulips with an answer. Ah, so it was a life or death situation. Okay, maybe she wasn't so stupid then. He nodded once. Good for you. Where's your sister now? Don't ask why he was suddenly into idle gossip.

Maybe it got him off. Maybe he was just bored and needed a little entertainment. Maybe he was trying something new, something more civil for once. Who knew what was going through Devil's mind at any given time? He pricked his towers at her last words. You said your sister survived too. Is she as scarred as you? Why isn't she the strongest for getting away mostly unscathed? She was quicker to escape, more cunning, wasn't she? It seems you put it that way, unless I'm mistaken. Sure he was still challenging her, but wasn't that the fun part?



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