aurora borealis- noun plural: An aurora that occurs in northern regions of the earth. Also called northern lights.

In the middle of a dense forest of coniferous trees lies the Aurora Borealis pack, its name coming from its location. At certain times of the year, the northern lights appear, dancing almost magically in the sky. A narrow trail leads you through the close evergreens. Giving into temptation, you begin moving your paws. By venturing into this territory, you are venturing into a land belonging to a pair of feared leaders. You have heard rumors of them...but you decide to take your chances and hope that the tales of blood and death are merely fabricated stories to scare wolves.

You have walked nearly five minutes before you realize the sound of paws stepping somewhere from behind. Deciding that you've made a mistake, you quickly turn around, but find that you cannot go any further. Standing before you is one of the mighty kings you've heard of. His blood red pelt clings over perfectly toned bands of muscle. But that isn't what causes such fear in your veins. One of his amber eyes has a horrid, bleeding scar across it, and his good eye seems to stare right through you. His face is expressionless, giving off none of his intentions. You cower away as his jaws part.

"I'm Hell Demon."

His voice was deep and cut through the air like a hot knife through butter. Right where he left off, another voice picks up from behind you. You whirl around and find yourself facing another male with steely muscles beneath his pelt, which seems to consist of every shade of brown. He had startled you, and you're amazed how you hadn't at all detected his approach.

"And I am Ghost...we're the alphas of Aurora Borealis."

His deep voice was laced thickly with a Native American accent. His own golden eyes are directing a harsh glare your way. Now you're caught in the middle...your breathing has become heavy in your panic and you're not sure which to face.

"You've foolishly trespassed into our territory. You face the one called Hell Demon's whose voice is once more addressing you. Get out, or become a corpse along our border."

It's obvious they mean business. So now it's up to you...take your chances and stay, or heed their warning and waste no time getting out with your life.

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Holy Fenris. If it wasn't just those two vargs from earlier that had decided to move their pillars in the direction of Aurora Borealis, then was Tor sending them an army? Freedoms heart catapulted upwards at the thought. Yes, packs should always have a strong allegiance of dedicated soldiers and valkyries, in case a civil war were to erupt in the pack, or if another territory's inhabitants got the fantastic idea of sending them all back down to Wolfbane's 9 levels of hell. If it were up to Freedom, neither of those two would ever happen. He could only hope that Sin would pull the group even closer together than Akina had.

Two scents hit his obisidian-coloured radar this time- a soldier...accompanied by a lady. Along with this knowledge came the divine thought that the two had just rubbed their maws in meat. If it was indeed from Aurora's stock, then they would pay a hefty price for stealing- but if it were just outside, then Fenris would have mercy on them. You could say that Cry of Freedoms temper was at the point of tipping off the edge... tugging on the end of his mental rope. The Pharoah knew that not every soul that entered Aurora was in search of a haven to call home. Power lust was just another desperate fact of life... one they would never be able to escape. Great. Now he was talking gibberish to himself and he wasn't even opening his freaking mouth. It wasn't before too long that a duet erupted from the area he'd been trotting towards.

"Yes, yes, I'm coming..." he grimaced to himself, and then hiked up the pace another notch to a slow cantar. The stench of pups lingered on the handsome Kings crimson fur-line, creating a soft aura to surround him. But every varg knows that it is not just the mother that will die for her offspring. The father is also very protective of the younglings- and Freedom was quite the example. Strong stargazers produced the fact that he wasn't in the mood for funny business, though why was still an uncertain question. Though not at the newcomers, the titans blood-red hackles were high enough to propose marriage with the atmosphere; and that's when he caught up to the territory line that always seemed to stretch forever onward. Behind it, standing like toy soldiers next to one another, the duo who'd caught his attention quite early was waiting.

Freedom's plummage flew to attention behind his rump, curling over his spinal cord, displaying his status as Alpha... (not that it was going to be lasting long anyhow, but there was always a little fun in moments such as these, correct? Even if it was held inside the whole time). The two-year olds gazers flickered back from male to female- as if taking in their weaknesses and strengths all in one. Addressing them both, his amber torches landed on the brujos frame first, and then turned to the femme.

"I am pleased to know that Aurora is attracting so many new knights and fair ladies... My name is Cry of Freedom, King of these lands... submit and state your names,so that I may offer you a place of comfort."


Dummy. If anything, Freedom still sounded a bit unsure of himself- it might have just been his audettes playing hallucinative tricks on his thought process though... it tended to do that when he was socializing... Now if these two would just...
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Soldier | Adult | King of Aurora Borealis | Heart taken by Akina
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