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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Warriors survive,with the traitors haunting them
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Posted on May 16, 2016 at 00:37:09 AM by Carion

Lucifer's first words were faint as though they were at the end of a lightened tunnel. When Carion awoke, he spoke, his eyes following Lucifer's every move,"It's not like I can't take care of myself." He reluctantly eats what Lucifer has put in front of him, he eats them in small mouthfuls fighting to keep down the first one and then gradually the herbs were more easy to swallow.
He scoffs at Lucifer's next words, no one would notice one more scar, he was so scarred that it was a wonder how he had survived so many fights. Nevertheless, when Lucifer starts cleaning the wound, Carion turns around and snaps his fangs close to Lucifer's front legs. He then turns around and lays his head on his front paws, growling softly and snarling occasionally.
After Lucifer finishes cleaning and dressing his wound, Carion gets up wobbly on three legs, "Thanks, but I prefer my own den, it's up in the forest. Could you help me to it?" He stands there, his leg off the ground, waiting to see what Lucifer would say. Would he help him?

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