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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She smiles when she sees me, her tail wagging and I remember to cherish things like this, times when I'm trusted and make other wolves happy to see me, because there was a time when it would make them run or curl up in terror. I know somehow that those days are not behind me, that I could easily fall over the edge once more, especially without the guidance of Akina. She parts her lips to speak but I'm already talking and I see her face fall a little, her features turning into a scolding expression as she tells me not to look at her like that. I can't help but tug my lips into a small smirk as she straightens up and sighs. Her answer tells me that she's not done with the healing stage. She may never be, just as I am grieving over Akina's disappearance. When she looks back at me, I see hope in her eyes and that gives me hope for a new tomorrow too. Perhaps this is why I've chosen her to grow protective of, because I can relate to her broken heart, because I have lost too. Maybe I need someone who can see the light through the darkness because every day that slips by without seeing Akina's beautiful face leaves me drowning in a sea of darkness and I'm afraid that one day I won't have the strength to get out of it. Maybe I'll have the sense to run from Aurora before it happens so no one I care about will get hurt, though I doubt my alter ego will let that happen. He always targets the ones I care about. The silence is actually comfortable, not awkward and I follow her gaze as she looks up at the sky, admiring it's beauty. Finally she muses out loud about Kalgalath, how he's good for the pack. I smile and nod.

"I agree. He will do great things with Aurora." I have every faith in my new alpha and old best friend. It was easy to see his face and fall right back into the habit of trusting him to know what's right, even when I don't. It felt like only yesterday that we hung out together in Munashii Gekko, protecting the pack, protecting the land. But he disappeared and so did Paranoia and Munashii fell into a deep dark silence. There was nothing I could do to stop it and I started drowning. That's when the switch flipped and I started chasing away wolves, hurting the ones who wouldn't listen. That was my slow torturous descent into darkness. I look up when the air shifts and changes, watching her eyes harden suddenly and my heart goes out to her. She must be thinking about Cody. I wonder if he'll ever return for her, wonder if he'll try to reclaim the throne. I recall that Kal said he would hand it over should he come but I wonder if he's reconsidering. Not that I think pride or ego has anything to do with it. Kal has done nothing but good for the pack since taking over. He's taken in new members for the pack and he's kept his kindness fore front for everyone to see. I would understand if he doesn't want to readily hand a pack over to a stranger, a pack that he helped build from the ground up. Cody wasn't there for Sin's last days or to help the pack grieve for her loss so maybe he lost that privilege of taking over the pack then. I'll leave the ultimate decision to Kalgalath. Before I can say more, Kal himself steps from the trees, telling Zig that he tries his best. I smile and wag my tail at the gray and white male, ears pricking forward. I dip my head respectfully at his approach, listening to his words of doubt.

"I apologize for my absence. The days can still be...hard sometimes." My brow furrows, lips tightening as once more I think of that pit of darkness I have to dig myself out of every morning when I wake up and Akina's not there to save me. I shake my head.

"No, I have not lost confidence. You have done just as I knew you would." My eyes soften with reassurance, wanting him to know that he still has my faith and trust. He sits down, telling us that he's glad that we're well. I glance at Zig momentarily before nodding.

"As well as one can be, I guess." It speaks volumes behind the simple words, all those unspoken hurts and grievances left to be interpreted as they will.




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