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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Plutonium stalked along the edge of the Aurora Borealis' border. It was late at night, and unfortunately the northern lights for which this packs was named after decided not to show themselves. The black 'ess would be easy to spot, for even though she was black, her russet and smokey markings glowed in the silver moonlight. Plutonium's golden orbs flashed back and forth. She had a muscular body, but she wasn't buff, or needle-thin either. Plutonium's muscles were clearly visable, and she had the signs of what could become a talented fighter. She was smart as well, but a daydreamer with visions more vivid than most dreams. A spaz as well, though that might come in handy. Plutonium wanted a pack. She wanted to belong to something. The multicolored femme had been wandering for many moon cycles ever since she left her pampering parents. She had always been well fed in her pack, and now she was hungry. But hunger could wait. Plutonium wasn't in a well-off little family anymore, she wanted to really live now, not just survive. Yes, she had to leave her four siblings and her parents, but she never really liked living in her former pack. Plutonium wanted to toughen up, and really be a wolf.

Plutonium lifted her russet-marked muzzle to the un-colorful sky, about to howl and draw attention to herself when she stopped. The sky, oh, the night sky! It really wasn't bland and colorless at all, why, it was littered with planets and stars and… galaxies. Plutonium never realized what a natural beauty the night was. She stared at it with wide golden eyes in awe.

D'ya think other wolves live on other planets?

Are they looking at the night sky like me as well?

Ooh! What if they landed on Earth?!


Plutonium started daydreaming about a purple wolf with stalk eyes and bat wings landing on Mother Earth. She sighed. So off focus. Plutonium was embarrassed by her past and wanted to escape it and start new. She wanted to be important. The Aurora Borealis pack seemed like the place.

Plutonium sat down and whisked her thin black-russet-and smokey-gray tail over her creme paws, making her face expressionless while doing so. She was not going to be a soft, pampered pup anymore! She was going to be mysterious, tough, and hard to unlock.


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