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 couldn't pull my ambers from his beautiful pools as my banner swayed back and forth. I was actually enjoying the moment and I glanced back at the other two wolves. My voice was soft but it was obvious there was no room to argue with me over my next statement. My syrupy lyrics eased off the tip of my tongue.

If you will excuse Devil and I. We need to continue our patrol of the borders. Welcome to Malignant.

I turned my head and glanced back at Devil and began moving a slow jog forward. My long legs moved with such ease and it didn't take me long before I was up to speed and running. It felt good to have my muscles pull and retract. To feel my heart pump harder and feel the humid breeze blow through my chocolate boat. My ebon legs continued to stretch and snatch my frame deeper into the territory. I was sure Devil was keeping up, at least I hoped he was. I started giggling as I ran and ducked in and out of the trees.

I finally looped around one of the trees and jumped to let my front paws lay on the ground and my rump in the air. My banner was swaying back and forth like crazy now and for the first time in a long time I was feeling rather happy.








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