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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Midnight's Magic (Kal)
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The sunlight was breaking through the trees as the vixen padded forward to the scent of a new wolf. By the sound of the howl, she could tell it was a fae, and journeyed over to the border quickly. Magic was quite active within the pack right now, feeding pups, getting to know others. Why not go and see a loner or joiner at the borders? She knew that this was what many wolves did when they had seen a new wolf, or scented for that matter, along the border, and she was quite willing to do the same. She stepped over brambles, undergrowth on her way to the border she herself had passed not too long ago. She smiled, remembering how she felt when she first joined this pack. However, since she and her mate, Glitch, had walked into this territory by themselves while the pack was having a meeting, she didn’t have quite the same experience as did the feya at the border in this present moment. However, the feeling of submissiveness and lower ranking was in her mind at the time, as it was now. Though she was feeling more at home every second.

She saw the fae through the trees and walked up to her, sitting a respectable distance away. She could see by the expression on the vixen’s face that she was glad of it. She lifted her cranium to match the height of the fae’s. Magic nodded at her words. “That is understandable, and it is a pleasure to finally know your name. Kal should be here within a few moments, and I am sure he would be happy to speak with you about joining. I just beat him to it, is all.” She smiled, knowing that the pair of them, Magic and Kal, were already budding a friendship. She hoped it didn’t seem impulsive or rude to go to the border when it would be Kal making the final decisions. Yes, that would be bad and she didn’t want that reaction in the first place. She curled her banner around her paws and barked, her lyrics ringing through the trees. Kal should be able to hear it and come soon, and once he got there, she would disperse herself and go back into the ranks of the trees. Of course, this was just out of respect, and she would do so kindly.

The sunlight glinted through the trees and Magic found herself becoming stronger with the light.

The Beauty in Everything;
{¢¾ Magic | Vixen | No Pups | Lover of Unmoglitch | Thunderfoot | Aurora Borealis | ¢¾}
Word Count: 416

OOC- Sorry it is short.




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