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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One thought kept drilling its way into the brujo's thick skull: What the hell are you doing! He simply shook himself, and padded onward. Dark ebony pillars carried his form effortlessly across the freezing terra. From his jaws, hung a limp, smaller form. The pup wasn't dead, no, it was merely sleeping. Insanity glanced over the area cautiously. He had never been near or even thought of joining a pack. His heart thumped wildly, deep within his colorless chest. As he neared the border, his pace slowed. Piercing yellow orbs smoothly took in the scenery once more. Perhaps the pup could remain here. Dark jaws unhinged to lightly toss the brat from his maw. Insanity settled his form a few feet from the border. He planned to fully submit when the Alpha or any other member of this pack arrived. He only hoped that his offspring, which now lay beside him, would obey whichever pack member decided to greet them. For now, he slowly let his heavy eyelids droop lower and lower, till he was lightly napping.

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