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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Deatheater's welcomed sleep was peaceful,for some time at least.Then the nightmares began,the ones that harassed and assaulted her every night since the attacks.Though this time they weren't as bad.Those horrid brutes were there,snapping at her body with lust filled eyes and teeth thirsting for her flesh.But now there were others with her,a splotch of ginger lashing out in rage,A small flash of cream dashing by their paws,making them stumble and get aggravated. Even a timber pelt dash forward,ears pinned.She felt like a weight was lifted from her chest as she fought with these three,odd wolves.She thought she might now of the timber coated wolf but she wasn't sure.Even though these wolves were there and helping her fight,she was still taken,dragged to their cave,raped.Forced to carry those horrid pups.The same pups resting in her womb.She screamed in her sleep as she felt those teeth tear at her,shredding her shoulders and the base of her tail.She shot to her paws,swaying unsteadily and stumbling as she tried to move from that place,as if she needed to get to that gentle heaven that was the packlands. But the gentle.soothing smells of her pack were sucked into her factory senses and she rested gently against the tree she rested against.As her icy lookers took in the surrounding lupins she relaxed.A ginger femme,much like the one in her dream,Smelled of home."I'm afraid we haven't met Miss,I'm Deatheater,An Omega here."She rasped to the girl,the weakest of smiles stretching across her thin face.As she takes in a deep breath she looks at the other two."So you are Twist?"She said,tilting her head.She felt a slight pang in her side,one that had lashed at her for many days.She lowered her muddy,wounded bodice to the earth floor,resting her head on her paws as she continued to drift in and out of unconsciousness.

ooc.I WONDER who the wolves in her dream could be!-Thinking Face-

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