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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Posted on January 13, 2013 at 03:53:50 AM by Kalgalath



The grey brute loped through the dense woods, his nares lowered to the ground, following a scent that led to a memory in the back of his mind, reminding him of a friend from long ago. He had been gone from these land for at least two years now, but when he had resided in Blossom Forest, he had joined a pack and had become close friends with one of his packmates: King Kong. Kalgalath had quickly gained a strong sense of loyalty to the brute, and regretted leaving the pack without notice. However, Kalgalath's mother's pack had come into trouble in a territory far from Blossom Forest and he had to leave without notice. The trouble had been resolved however, and while Kalgalath was close with his family, it no longer seemed like home to him. Blossom Forest had become his home, and that was where he had returned to.

Kalgalath figured that King Kong would no longer reside in Blossom Forest, and yet upon returning to the lands, Kalgalath had picked up Kong's scent. Although he thought it would lead once again to Munashii Gekko's terra, he was surprised to find the scent lead elsewhere.

And so, the brute had followed the scent. He was unsure whether Kong would remember him, but he missed his great friend, and he missed the sense of loyalty. Finally, Kalgalath came to the border of this terra, one that he had never been to before. He stopped at the edge, not wanted to cross the boundary without permission. Although a proud lupine, he was smart and respectful - he had no knowledge of nor repoire with the current alphas of this land. Although Kong's scent led across the boundary, the brute restrained himself from crossing.

Instead, he lifted his maw to the dark night sky that hung over his head and emitted a howl, calling to the leaders of the pack. It was a loneful call that hung in the silent night air. Once he cut off his call, he lowered his body onto the ground and curled his plume around him. A soft whine crept through his closed maw, before he fell silent and awaited the meeting that he knew would soon follow his call.

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