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 was right behind him, lurking in the deep shadows on my paradise. I was listening to the antics of this crazy chick when finally I had just had enough. I wasn't sure exactly what she was thinking, but it was time for me to make my grand entrance. All the rhymes and shit really irked me to no end. Even more so when the babbling that came from this idiots mouth made no sense what so ever.

My ebon paws moved my chocolate frame easily into the pair. I stepped up beside SB, my newest toy, and stopped. I was standing right beside him as my banner curled effortlessly over my back. I leaned slightly into him, letting our furs ending barely touch one another, and then stay there, tickling each other. I cocked my head to the side and in the most sweetest tone I replied.

Please, tell me exactly why your not cowering on your back in front of my solider? Why, do you not heed his warnings? Why....did I miss the memo where someone died here and made you above any of us? I suggest...

Within seconds my ambers caught glimpse of the dead pup. I sat there for a second, not trying to let my emotions get the best of me. All my hair along my spine rose up, standing at attention. My auds flattened against my head, and my lips pulled back revealing my personal killing tools. A growl rolled from my chest and I snapped.

Get out...I am telling you now tuck your tail and run, if not, you won't leave this pack with all your limbs.

I lowered my head and waited. If need be I would rip every leg she had off and feed it to my own pups for dinner.





..you more word and you won't survive..






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