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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Think ivory figure sat motion less for some time. The demoniac ravens picking at his seemingly lifeless body. A sudden burst shocked the birds into scattering away. A deep snarl and the feast was over for them. Darth had indeed blacked out in one of the worst possible times, but even then he could still feel a slight lifting sensation upon then back of his scruff. Small movements slowly brought his body back from the brink of death into the world again. Breathing was tough for the battered ivory body but small breathes were enough to keep the heart going. Small gentle eye lids blink away the light. Audits catch a sigh of a larger creature, then the gentle caring words flow to him.Crystal blue orbs open to the sight of a crimson pelted hessian guarding over his battered body. Blood oozing from his open cuts the pain finally hits him like a brick wall. A whine and sigh is made from the mere pup as he shakes from both fear and pain. The small voice crackly and painful to listen to."Th.......th........than.........thank......yo.......you......." is all he can manage to say. Pain enabling the body from making the smallest movement.

Life had never been this hard for poor Darth. The young pup had started his life in a good way. Good parents, siblings, and bountiful prey. Everything seemed right in his life till that one fateful day. Something had happened in the forest. The other animals became more aggressive and drooled all over. The prey was falling fast to this mysterious killer and even the predators could not evade its grasp. So as one can figure it was only a matter of time before the family became its next victim. One day Darth's father came back acting like the other animals. Killing his mate in mere seconds he turned his bloody body on his children next. Darth managed to find a safe place to hide while all his siblings were slaughtered. Not long had past before a thump drug Darth out to see what had happened. His father lay dead over the bloody and shredded family. Tears of course fell and the small pup did what anyone else would have done, ran. Running from days on end he eventually found Blossom but was still unable to shake his past. Settling a new life here he hoped to escape the demons of his past, but they followed anyway.

Blood stained the ivory pelt, even over his naturally crimson chest. Tears flowed from his eyes as he silently expected for the wolf to kill him. Pain engulfed the small figure as it lay helpless to the unknown brut before him. He didn't know where he was, what was going on, who the brut was, or whether or not he would live. Timed seemed to slow as the answers to these questions would surely be answered soon.

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