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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He knew he was in far over his head, as the two wolves lunged for him. He only hoped he could make it out alive. As the black brute lunged forward at his shuolder He dipped low and swung to the side, Using his compact size to his advantage, The injury to his shoulder would be bad, But at least He could escape being disembowled, or worse, having his spine broken. He arched his neck, snapping at the flesh just behind the black brutes jaw, Which would be open to him as He rolled, If his attack hit He would tear a decent amount of flesh just by holding on as the black brute shook his head, Let alone by employing his own strength. If not he would twist his body and go for the brutes leg, ripping and tearing and biting, hopefully biting so hard as to break it.

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