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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Posted on June 2, 2013 at 09:02:56 PM by Kalgalath
 Loyalty means nothing unless it has at its heart the absolute principle of self-sacrifice Her smile is just as timid as his own, and the brute’s icy gaze doesn’t miss the look that Kong shoots the pair of them. But then Zig speaks in response to his request to travel to Sawtooth. I would be happy to travel to Sawtooth and speak with Moth. Kalgalath feels a swell in pride as she steps forward and volunteers to go on the mission. The members of the pack were finally starting to actually become part of the pack, and work toward a common goal of making the pack stronger. Kong seems relieved that the fae has volunteered herself for the mission, and Kal wonders if he will get to see Kong around the terra more often. Kong had surely needed time alone – there had been a lot of changes in Kong’s life lately, and Kal did not hold it against the brute. He had lost his Alphess, his love… surely he had been absent in order to mourn. But a good job would surely take his mind off of his losses. “Kong, my old friend. I appointed you Beta when I was nominated for this position, and I do not regret. Now that you are around, it would be great if you could meet a few of the new wolves… counting the pup that is at the border currently, there will be three pups in the terra. They should go along with you and a few of the adults and watch the hunt so they start to understand pack mentality.” Though Magic had shared her meal with Tyson a while ago, Tyson still needed to gain more weight. And then there was the pup that Magic and Glitch had adopted… and now Destan at the border. Watching adults hunt was surely the best way for them to start learning. The brute turned his icy gaze back toward the femme and smiled, once more admiring her form, but he dropped his gaze until he could be sure that there would be no sign of admiration upon his face. He had been taught by his father that loyalty was, above all, the most important trait in a brute. Would he be able to be a good leader if he opened his heart to this fae? Or would he become obsessed with her and fall by the wayside? The brute shook his head once, trying to clear his thoughts and focus on the present. But then Aindreas drifted into his memory. The pup he had once played mentor to, the one whose scent had been found upon the stranger Kobato’s pelt. Magic had found no one at Munashii Gekko – was the terra abandoned? Or were they merely absent for a brief time? “Zig…” His deep voice rang out and it snapped him back to the present, and a sigh of both relief and regret entered him. “I shall wait until your return to hold the pack meeting. Thank you for volunteering yourself… tell Moth if she would rather meet directly with me that I will meet with her at her convenience. Sawtooth a quite strong and healthy pack and I do not wish to lose this opportunity.” .................................................................................................................................................................................... **adult*male*ALPHA - Aurora Borealis*tied to none*Azura** |
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