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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Succubbus watched with cold, empty eyes as the femora submitted. Rather clumbsily and hastily. She could instantly see this femora did not have the lithe grace and deadly skill that made a malignant wolf so formidable. No, this one was losing points, and fast. She curled a lip and glared at the femora`s open defiance in letting slip her name. A growl of irritation rested in her maw, then oozed between her fangs and slipped into the crisp air. "If I wanted to tell you my name I would have done so." She growled. "Now, try again. Give me your name, and tell me what makes you think you even have a speck of a chance in one of the most powerful packs in existance." She snapped, beginning to circle the fae, watching her every move."And don`t give me a bullshit answer."

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