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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The feisty pup stared defiantly at the dark femme as her eyes blinked open to look at him. The orbs he looked into displayed a full fire, he hoped inwardly it was a vivid kindness over burning anger that would be shown in her personality. The stranger he’d disturbed without guilt reached over with a paw and batted him in the flank. He stumbled to the side a little, muscles still weakened from his time getting to the pack lands, yet given the gentle feel of the touch he understood the good will behind it. His grin held mischief behind it as he pounced suddenly, batting at her much larger paw with his one, before jumping back and looking up with a wagging stub of a tail. His ears perked, he listened as she spoke to him.

"My name’s Tyson," he spoke in strong tones, lifting his head and puffing out his chest proudly. Her maw stretched into a soft smile and, though he was strong willed, he was still just a young pup and found the gesture reassuring. His eyes stayed locked to hers, not submitting, but he found himself liking her. Though his mother was a very different wolf to the first impression Tyson had of this femme, she was only the third female wolf he’d met since being separated from her. His instincts wanted him to find someone to trust and rely on, even if his strong will had so far kept him only trusting and relying on himself. Though the pup was subconsciously waiting for his mother to collect him, it was comforting to be around a kind female.

The boy tilted his head as her lyrics told him her name. "Leila…?" he tried it out, never having met someone with that name before, "Hello, Leila." Normally he wasn’t so polite as to say hello, instead just jumping into conversation, but he was bored and didn’t want to be sent away so soon. As quickly as the idea to act that way appeared, it left his still growing mind and he switched to rapidly asking her questions. "What are you doing here? Why are you alone? Is there ever anyone around here? Do you know any other pups?" The questions fired off quickly, before a gust of wind rippled to water of the lake and attracted his attention. His ears fell back and he narrowed his eyes, bunching his muscles in preparation to pounce on the moving liquid, before he suddenly remembered that she still had to answer him. Shaking his body, leaving strands of fur sticking out at odd ends, he turned his sharp blue eyes back to Leila, expecting her to reply.

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||Tyson|| ||No Mate|| ||Aurora Borealis|| ||Pup||





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