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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\\ adult / maiden / Aurora Borialis / no love \\

The girl moved dreamily through the lands of her home. There was a lazy smile upon her muddy kissers. The breeze gently tousled the timber dyed pelt that draped over her frame. This blissful joy had no rhyme or reason to it, surely. Yet still the sugar sweet mood settled over the girl. Perhaps this all came about due to the changing tides? One can only guess. Oh, what were those famous words of change that tickled the tip of her tongue yet refused to jump off? Ah, that was it! Everything changes and yet nothing is extinguished. There is nothing in the whole world which remains the same. The ages themselves glide by in constant motion; for still waters will never reach the sea. Her voice trickled out into the air, resembling the peal of bells. Giggles bubbled up after the lyrics, for no real reason at all.

Sure, the lass seemed as happy as happy can be and maybe she was, or could be, under other circumstances. But just below the surface, Zig was as broken as she'd always been. Well maybe not always but, hell, it seemed that way. Her life had just been full of desertion and loss. She had been separated from her mother at a young age, then her twin brother had been taken from her, and then Cody. He had seemed like her shining light at first. But he proved to be a wanderer, leaving her again and again. Had he not seen how her ambers caressed him? How she acted around him? How she had loved him?... Or did it even matter to the alabaster brute? No, she supposed it mustn't. Her heart had belonged to him and yet she had the feeling that his had started to belong to someone else..

But she put these thoughts from her head, banishing them like the filthy wharf rats they were. She couldn't afford to think about Cody anymore. The tiny fea need to focus her energy on better things, such as Kalgalath. He was the new leader, he would be where her loyalties lie-- once he had gained her trust, of course. And yet, a tiny voice in her insisted that she already did. Maybe it was true, maybe she had lied her trusts in a stranger because he was her hope. Her shining beacon in the darkness that the pack had slipped into.


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