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 still believe that i cannot be saved
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I look up as another wolf arrives, this time, the bounty hunter, Samus Aran. She's an interesting girl, one of a kind with her sassy attitude and her gung ho thing. She's ambitious, that's for sure, but she doesn't look like she'd enjoy leading as much as taking the orders and getting the satisfaction of seeing them carried out. I can understand that, though I have to admit, giving orders is just as fun to me.

I watch Samaus Aran approach Malivia after a cursory glance around to see whose here. I'm sure she's noticed that Queens is not around lately and I know that the unrest in the pack will only heighten with her continued absence but since I can't summon her with the blink of an eye, I'll just have to make due with keeping the pack busy until her return.

I smirk a bit at Samus Aran's greeting, calling Malivia "little girl" before she comes to sit by Arcadian and I. I return her nod and start to wait again but then I feel her eyes on me. I slowly turn my head to watch her, quirking up a brow inquisitively as I flick an ear toward her in a "yes?" manner. At her comment, I let a dark chuckle drip from my lips, leaning in toward her a little, my deep melodic voice dribbles out. And do you have a better suggestion, puppet?



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