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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Reach for the moon. Even if you miss you'll land among the stars [Open & Rushing Water]
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The ivory girl was growing older these days. No longer a spring chicken, though she could easily take care of herself. It had been years since Moon had seen her one and only adopted daughter Rushing Water. Missing her was a complete understatement to how the snowy mother felt. But like all good mothers she knew it was time to let go. Every mom knows the day will come when your kids no longer need you to support them. They leave to start a life of their own. Her daughter was probably off with a mate and pups of her own living the life Moon always wanted. It always brought tears at the thought of not seeing her daughter and being there for her, but life must go on. As much as she would like to believe Rush would come back to her it wouldn't happen, or atleast the chances were slim at best. Moon desperately needed something to keep her mind off of her daughter. Rush had become the one thought in her mind all these days. It had been many weeks of thinking before coming up with the best answer to break from Rush, to join the pack of Aurora Borealis.

Slowly but surly the snow fae approached the border line. The cold chill in the air no match for a thick arctic pelt. Crystal blue orbs slowly scan the area looking for signs of life. A large rabbit darted out but Moon refrained, it was their food which isnt hers to take. Slowly and shakily her rear bushes to the cold ground. Minutes of silence fill the air lifting Moon's spirit higher. A calm smile was tugging at her kissers. A ivory banner low but flowing freely. With ease the mom lifted her crown high to the sky. A maw gingerly opening to oval type shape. With a deep breathe beautiful lyrics flowed from her parted jowls. The voice echoed over the land with the hint of an angle. Moon was a rose. Beautiful and sweet but she also had thorns. Slowly her melody faded with her exile. Ivory audits flicker for someone to come greet her. Silently she stays, all the while her mind going off to other things.

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