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

Sugar coated venom
IP: 141.0.10.16

The crimson and black figure was not a fool in the least. She had seen, and performed, the murder of enough arrogant wolves to know how to control this situation. She moved forward, toward the border, toward what would be her...land? kingdom? Fuck, might as well be just a place of buisiness. Her heavy scar on her right shoulder, and tattered left ear, that led to a scar across her eye, were an attest to her beatings as a pup. All sense of love, or any other sappy bullshit, was trained out of her. Now her acid-green eyes were narrowed in concentration. She was going to do what so many had failed at before.

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