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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Hurricane scrambled to her feet and fled to the border. The female was still counting. Hurricane acted like such a dumb@ss that she knew she wouldn't make it to the border. Unless the bitch went 6 & 1/2 and so on.

Hurricane furrowed her brow (or whatever dem wolves have), and whipped around to face the fae.
She flattened her ears against her skull and growled, showing all her razor-sharp fangs.
"What a b¡tch! I just wanna join your PACK GODDAMN IT." Hurricane lifted her tail. If there was joining to be a fight, so be it. At least Hurricane wouldn't walk away from this pack in vain!

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