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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I don't understand why Akina seems to be so careful about the space between us. In the caverns it had seemed so natural, so comfortable almost, so real. But now it's like she wants to put space between us. A part of me aches to think that this is how it's got to be. Another part of me is glad that she wants that distance, glad that she won't let me get too attached cause really that's what's best for both of us. I wonder somewhere off in the back of my mind if it has anything to do with Titan coming back not long before she left. He came back and was wanting to discuss something with Sin, something having to do with more authority withint he pack. I guess I wouldn't mind taking orders from him. I have nothing against him, except for the way he kept deserting Akina.

I wish I could see what's going on in Akina's mind. She's so mysterious even though she's usually so open and kind, an open book except for the things she doesn't want others to see. Those are the things I wish I could see, wish I could comfort her about, wish I could be there to help her keep those secrets, help her carry those burdens. But Akina can be quite guarded. For a moment when she looks at me, I swear I see something like jealousy in her eyes. My brow furrows in puzzlement for a moment, wondering why the sudden emotion but I push it away when she hides it, though I only have more questions that I'm afraid to ask now.

When I tell her about a good night's sleep, I figure she would understand. I may not have told her about the nightmares but some part of me just figured she would know, that she would understand. I guess I should have known she would just jump to the conclusion that it was something that was her fault. That's Akina for you, always blaming herself.

She smiles in return to my half hearted smirk, seemingly distracted but when she looks up into my gaze, I feel something click and it's like my heart has a life of its own, beating to a whole new rhythm as I'm stuck gazing into those beautiful soft browns. She stares at me for what seems like forever before a little splash has her looking down at the pool of water, almost as if she was waiting for something to bring her back to reality. I slowly look down at the fish too, already disappearing beneath the surface and a part of me wishes I could have caught that fish and gutted him for taking away the moment.

Akina finally answers the question, telling me that she's better and I can't help but believe it. She looks better, anyway. When she mentions not having any more litters though, my face draws up in puzzlement again. But you love being a mother... It escapes my lips before I can stop it and when I bite my lip, I look down, shame flooding my features. I'm sorry, that's none of my business. My ears fold back, not wanting to offend her or anything If she doesn't want to have any more kids, who am I to say differently? All I know is I've never seen her happier than when she's with her kids.

When I glance back over at her, she looks like she's daydreaming but sadness fills her delicate features. I frown, wishing I could find the right words to say to make her happy again. There's no telling what she's thinking about. Probably the kids that are still missing. Finally she looks back at me, forcing a smile and saying that we should do something to cheer up. I nod and tilt my head a little. Anything in mind? I figure it's only polite to ask her first if she has a preference. Otherwise, what would I suggest? Uh, a walk to rainbow cliffs, staircase falls? Somewhere beautiful, somewhere peaceful.

But all my thoughts fade to nothing the instant Akina touches me, barely nudging me but it's enough. Electricity shoots through me like a lightning strike, my whole body going rigid. She pulls away as if shocked herself, a tiny gasp dripping from her lips. I look at her, my eyes pools of longing and confusion before I push it back, not wanting her to see how much I feel for her. She looks away, thinking and I let her be before she looks back at me and apologizes, saying she stepped on a thorn. My brow furrows but I nod and take an automatic step forward, concern in my gaze. Are you okay? Need me to take a look? I inhale her perfume, not smelling blood but that doesn't mean it didn't hurt. I lean down, nudging her paw with my nose without thinking, asking silently to see it but at the same time knowing that the only reason I did it was so I could touch her again.




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