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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The charcoal teen had been pleased with the outcome of the hunt. His belly full of coyote meat, he romped back home, a smug and self-satisfied grin on his face. His father was off making him a batch of siblings. Hopefully these ones would fight back better. He thought back to Kohaku, his sister, and his paws instantly slowed. He had mixed feelings about her. Half wanted to slobber over her and ask where she was and what had ultimately caused mother`s demise. The other half, his father`s half, Wanted to fight her, send her fleeing for her life and never have to face her again.Ugh. Decisions, decisions. He pricked an ear at the sound of a rediculously cliche howl, and knew it was her. Rolling his eyes he moved toward her, spotting her at the border with nikandros. He acknowledged the slightly older teen with a chagrin smile, then turned to his sister. "Don`t try so hard next time, okay, brat?" He sneered bbefore nik`s words registered. "Wait? goody two shoe`s wants to join?" He faked a laugh. "Honey your in the wrong place. Try saw tooth." He waited for a response, itching to pick a fight with her like he used to.

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