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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Malivia was lying around in a sunny little patch, enjoying the day when a new perfume hit her nostrils. She stood up, her eyes roving the trees. Could it be? She followed the scent to a clearing where a fellow pack member and a pregant vixen were talking. The fae had something in her stance and in her voice that automatically Mali knew who she was. Queens. Malivia slowly padded a few feet away from Queens and rolled on her spine.

Hello, Queens. I am Malivia. Devil May Cry accepted me. I have been waiting for your presence so you can fulfill my destiny of Malignant.

She didn't want to anger the alphess, obviously pregnant. Mali hoped she wouldn't anger the fae.

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