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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I debated his question for a while, thinking on why exactly I wanted admitance.
"I wish to be useful to somebody, and I figured a pack would be the best place to excersise that. This place seemed to suit me just fine, and I intended to make it my new residency." I finally said.
I couldn't really tell yet what he thought of me. His face was an unbetrayed mask of emotion, the same look in it that had been on since he first spoke. I just had to hope that whatever cards I was playing, then they were the right ones.
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