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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Kaizer listened carefully to his mother explaining why she did what she had done; he chuckled at the thought of her worrying about what he thought. Silly Queens, Kaizer had nothing against his mother for doing this, in fact, he admired her for going to such lengths, which some alphas would not. Kaizer shook his coat out and heard out the wisdom of Queens about treating his pack like family when he led a pack one day. Perhaps he would be the one to take over Abendrot- although that was a little harder now that they were to be allied with us. Kaizer did wonder what was to happen if the ice king refused such a deal, other than losing a few pups of his of course. Would there be war? Kaizer’s tail thumped the ground a couple of times at the thought of widespread bloodshed.

Mother…

Twigs snapped and he almost annoyingly turned his head towards the pack mate and new joining wolf entering their little haven of peace. He zipped his lip and winked at his mother, telling her it would wait for another day. If there were to be war, Kaizer wouldn’t let himself be counted out. He would fight for his pack, his family and most of all; he’d fight for his mother’s royal hierarchy. He recognized the fae, Maliva, but the other wolf who quickly fell before Queens, although he blatantly stared at her face, which most wolves would take as defiance. . Coupled with a solid submission, well…that just made you look stupid. Kaizer resisted shaking his head, but stepped off once or twice to the side as to give his mother room to deal with the newcomer. He still sat ready, in case she decided this was her son’s new chase toy. Kaizer cast his glance to Maliva.

Good day to you, Maliva.

Who was his father again? Sidorio or Arcadian…they both had the tendency to be gentleman, probably more Arc than Sid. However, having good favor with the pack mates would put him in good stead should he ever need their help. He was open to help any of them when they needed it. The new wolf, Pyrosen…I think. He bore his eyes into Kaizer’s features and Kaizer lifted a lip in warning to expose a single ivory canine. Kazier then spoke up.

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