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'm alone on my throne..
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I was out doing my morning jog. The dew was glistening on the blades below. It felt great to be able to stretch my legs and run. My muscles stretched and I could feel them burn. I dodged and weaved inbetween the large tree, my lungs filled with crisp air.

I was just running now, as fast as my paws would carry me. I jumped over a small bush and immedately came to a hault. I stood there for a second, my nose flared. I smelt a newcomer and his scent made my banner wag. Once the smell registered with me, I took off again. The recently joined female was heading that way to. Hmm, I wondered if I could out run her there.

I pushed my-self to run faster and faster. I could tell I was getting closer, but so was she. She was going to beat me to him. Ah, well atleast I could get to see her in action, without her knowing I was there. I slowed down from my run to a steady jog. My tongue lolled out of my maw. I was feeling rather excited. I knew this wolf wasn't Sid, but a wolf from his pack. I had already heard rumors of him stepping down and I was praying he would come back home to me. The fact that a pack member was here, lifted my spirits more.

As I approached I could hear the fae being alittle rude. I let her carry on for a few minutes before I stepped in. My banner swayed back and forth as I continued to let my tongue loll out the side of my maw. I gathered my-self and forced my tongue to go back to it's normal position.

Actually, just the fact that this wolf is from Abendrot says enough dear. He is more than Malignant worthy. So wolf, tell me your name. I am Queens, alpha of Malignant Felicity.



..this time won't you save me..






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