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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Once soft, chocolate optics glare down to the image of tan and crimson. A sheer look of disapointment overwhelms my features letting Silent Russia know I was anything but impressed by her antics earlier today. Yes, pups will be pups but there was no need to over step the mark, perhaps even intimidating young Darth, especially when he was nervous enough. My daughter stays silent letting me know she accepts my mothering, authoritive tone and the more she fights against me, the bigger her punishment will be. Silence befalls the den once more and with the rest of the pack out on their hunt, it had an eerie atmosphere lurking over Aurora Borealis for some strange reason. Something didn't feel right and with Titan gone for the time being, that only increased my paranoid state.

With Russia quiet and Sailuk up to his own thing, I take a moment out to check on Sins young litter. They were growing beautifully though I did feel it for the girl that she hadn't been able to spend as much time alone with them as she would have hoped. Still, I was proud of her becoming alpha, taking her place in the order of authority, duty was duty. After taking note of the youngsters sleeping forms I shift my glance back to the entrance of the den to keep a look out, it was then it hit me. A foreign odour catches my nose causing my heart to stomp against my chest. For a moment or two I stay quiet hoping they will pass by the den and keep well away. I couldn't barge out there and declare war when I had so many little ones to take in to account, in this case all I could do was fall silent and hope they would lack interest.

That wasn't the case..

Heavy footfalls catch my attention, the rise in vibration letting me know they grew closer to the den and before long.. An unfamiliar, scarlet stained male is blocking the exit with his muscular torso. I blink several times trying to see whether or not his markings could mean he is a relative of Titans, but when his words spew forth, threatening me in a somewhat flirtatious manor, I know he is not. My lips curl to expose deadly ivories, my hackles rise along my spine naturally and only once the varg steps a few inches closer do I bolt out hoping to clash against his body and send him flying backward. If i connected the impact would surely cause him to bruise if nothing else. My fiery brown stargazers stare him down while passing the rarest of glance toward the den hoping to Tor they wouldn't take their chance and head inside.





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