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.

Refresh/Reload

there's a man with an axe standing in the r a i n [Joining]
IP: 24.229.129.23
Posted on July 1, 2015 at 06:26:48 AM by R A D K E

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Never Fall Asleep
Mother Nature had such a cruel, cruel heart. She brought damage to the earth, her own body. She caused her plates to rupture, an earthquake ripped through her and opened a wound. Soil, trees that had been thousands of years old to only seeing their first year, and even lives were lost. So many lives... The small pack had been diminished to one. He had crawled out of the rubble, he alone. His family was gone. The world was cruel.

He stepped into the forest he had yet to come to know. His world was gone, now he needed to move on. He needed to start a new book, burn the old chapters of his life. To forget. His old life was cruel. There was nothing above Omega besides the Alpha and the Beta slave he kept for his pleasure and puppetry. The Omegas were treated like shit and anyone born without at least one of the traditional colors was murdered. The women were used to only reproduce, only allowed to be impregnated by the Alpha. None the less, his life was well. He was not born into the lower class, he was the one born to the Beta. He was told of a sister, but she was not traditional. This made the Alpha unhappy with the Beta as he blamed her for giving one of his Heirs a tainted pelt.

He needed to get away...

Black paws hit the ground, the large man stood in the rain. The colorful man was covered with black stripes and splotches. Tawny like patches filled in certain areas of his body that were outlined by black. His underbelly and legs which were also covered in black spots were a white or creme. His frame was muscular and tall. Gray tipping his banner that waved behind him. Solid columns came to a rest as he took a moment to lift his cranium. His nares catching the scent of death... but also a packs border. His ears perked forward as his seafoam green orbits scanned the area for a live body. His rump sat just before the gates of death, his cranium going back as a howl rang from his kissers. He called forth anyone from the inside world. His cranium fell back down to its normal height.


"Destroy the guillotine!"


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You Won't Wake Up

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