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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My eyes continue to trail over the lovely female's frame as she lies submissively before me. My gaze is neither polite nor gentlemanly, rather the malicious gaze of a killer. Rapist? Yeah, I've been there a time or two. My ears prick toward her as she speaks, listening as she speaks her name. Lips tug more into a grin, revealing a single deadly fang. Surf, such a delicate name for such a delicate creature. My lips curl back, tongue running slowly over my lips so that she'll see. Sadistic pleasure gleams in my golden eyes as I stare at her body. She tucks her body lower, making herself look as small as possible and a dark chuckle drips from my lips.

I note the scar across her eyes and how it trickles with fresh blood from the movement. I don't care who gave it to her or how it came about. All I care about is that she will learn and get stronger from the wound, not weaker. I circle close to her frame, my tail brushing her rib cage teasingly as I come around from behind her. Once I'm standing parallel to her, I lean in till my tongue barely tickles her ear. So Surf, why Malignant Felicity? Do you really think you fit in here? My golden gaze gleams at her, daring her to play along.



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