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 howl rang out across Malagnant Felicity and my paws instantly began moving me forward. Life had been moving a thousand miles a minute lately and today was no different. The pack was waiting on my direction on what to do as far as our hunt went and this was just another kink to throw at me. First Sid leaving, again and Arcadian bringing me back one of my long lost sons. Now had some bitch at my borders wanting to challenge me. I rolled my amber pools as my ebony pillars carried my chocolate frame foward. My hips swayed side to side as I casually moved towards the home wrecker.

As I approached I couldn't believe what I was seeing. A tawny little fae standing on my borders waiting on me. I immediately knew her pretty little oak sprinkled coat would be tattered with scars and blood. She looked inexperienced and the fact that she, or any wolf for that matter, could come to Malignant and rule my wolves would be sadly mistaken. I knew in my heart that all the wolves, atleast my ranking wolves, in Malignant were loyal to me, not to the land of Malignant.

I began chuckling after a minute of looking her over. I couldn't help but eventually laughing completely out right as I gave a slight shake of my head.

Look....I think you have made a mistake in coming to the mighty and fierce Malignant to challenge me. I hope you have heard the rumors that I don't let challengers walk away from the challenges brought to me. They leave as corpses. Now, this is the only time you will find me being a forgiving wolf, tuck your tail and run away from here or sign your death wish. The choice is yours love.

I flashed her a smile and giggled again. I loved killing wolves, it had always been a hobby of mine. So today would be no different.









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