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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Heartbreak. Akina had felt that twinge of physical pain burden her ever so caring heart far too many times in her short lived life. No words could ever begin to describe the acheing grasp that tore and ate away at her lonesome excuse for a heart. It had been perhaps two weeks or more since the death of her son and kidnapping of her daughter. Little Silent Russia was out there somewhere, perhaps suffering in the worst possible way someone can suffer. The thought almost caused Akina to stumble and face the cold ground beneath her. As if another knife had been rammed through her chest when the image of her daughters smile was pictured in her mind, Akina gasped for air. As if that was not enough, Sailuk had been murdered that very same night right before her eyes. The picture of her smallest born cold and lifeless, smeared across the ground sent the beautiful valkyrie over the edge. Akina stumbled, tripping over her own paws as she shoved herself toward the brush that stretched along the side of her path. Gasping for air suddenly, it didn't take long for Akina to throw up violently, the bile seeping from her jowls awaiting the next dose of what she had eaten that day to closely follow.

Once her sickeness episode had come to an end for the fourth time that day, Akina sighed to the atmosphere, closing her eyes a minute or so to regain herself before shifting one appendage after the other in the direction she was initially headed within. The angels once beautiful, shiny coat had become a dull cloak that lacked essential fibres to keep it aglow. Had it not been for the thickness of her multi hued pelt, her ribs would be on show by now. Akina had not eaten properly in weeks. The odd rabbit every now and again appealed to her but no sooner had she tried to enjoy her one meal a day was she throwing it back up like some anorexic bitch who had no self respect.

She had kept away from everyone, Sin included. Their scents were so distant now she wondered whether she would recognize them when she felt up for talking and wished to seek them out. But then, out of nowhere.. A particular perfume filled her nose with familiarity. It had been a long time since Akina had seen Deatheater, infact, the valkyrie had been Queen the last time she saw her. Was she keeping her distance due to the change in ruler? It didn't make sense. Falling in to a steady trot, Akina picks up the pace and heads toward her distant friend with a somewhat casual stride. She would take her mind away from the inevitable for a while so why not pay her a visit? The trail brought Akina to a somewhat, isolated den out in the sticks. Her brows furrow on approach and she wonders why her friend would chose a den so far away from everyone else.

No sooner had Akina stepped forward, perparing to request permission to enter was she picking up on other scents, another familiar odour the lass knew all too well. Pups. Her heart and body froze for a moment but with a little force, she was quick to continue, hurrying her way toward the dens entrance. She stayed outside, not wanting to poke her nose around should Deatheater no want to be disturbed. "Deatheater?.. It's Akina.. Can I come in, love?"

It had been a long time, too long since she had seen her dear friend and she hoped she was well. Though with any luck, she was about to find out.






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