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.

Refresh/Reload

.sweet lies. [incomplete]
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This is certainly an interesting life. I greatly enjoy everything about Malignant Felicity. The temperature is perfect: damp, warm and pleasantly tropical. My thick coat has already shed out to a silkier and thinner cloaking. The wolves around are were perfect in the sense that it is highly amusing to socialize with them (although as of yet I had only met one wolf, Devil May Cry, the delta male, who made quite an impression). The thing I find the most pleasing is the lifestyle here. Around the numerous sadists, murderers and rapists gathered about and serving the mighty Queens, I don't seem like much of a character, but that is hardly an issue. I am, in every sense, enjoying myself here, and will, with any luck, continue to enjoy myself.

Although I have yet to be given a rank, and certainly don't have the social-standing that would enable me to accept newcomers, as a scent from the border wafts into my sensitive nares, I can't help but answer the call and head toward the smell. My nose is telling me that the creature is a pup, something that amuses me greatly. Rumor has it that Queens hates all pups, even detests them, save for her own.

.sweet lies.
{whisper to me}





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