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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A growl rumbled out from his chest as the brush began to move, the lupine obviously exiting its hiding spot. He was protective of his pack and of the land that they lived on, and would not allow trespassers to go unpunished. Though he was alone, he had no fear. Even if it was another full grown lupine, Kal had a lot of experience fighting, and as he had said when he was voted into his position, he would die to protect his new family. Loyalty til death was his motto. However, Kalgalath’s stiff stance dropped when the lupine that emerged was no adult, but was a small pup. The mottled titan inhaled sharply when he saw the faeling, for though she was indeed a fae, she was the spitting image of the pup that he had played mentor to, Aindreas. Save for her eyes. Aindreas’ has had been like Kalgalaths, an icy, electric blue. This faeling, however, had bright green orbs that looked terrified. A whimper escaped from her maw, and Kalgalath lowered both his hackles and his lips, hoping not to frighten her more than he surely already did.

Her auds were flattened against her skull and her plume was tucked. I.. I..I’m sorry.Her soft soprano vocals pleading, tugging at his heart strings. I didn’t mean to trespass. Her gaze stayed glued upon the ground, even when she fully submitted to him, her stomach turning upward as she rolled over. Kalgalath parted his kissers, his chest rumbling again, though this time not from a growl but from his vocals. He kept his voice. “Hello faeling, you may stand up. I am sorry indeed if I frightened you, I did not know that you were but a pup. Tell me your name, little one, and tell me what your business is with the Aurora Borealis pack.” As he quieted his voice, his kissers met up again but curled upward in a smile. He seemed to be collecting pups as the main part of his pack. Fyryra, Destan, Tyson, Sansa, and now this one in front of him But Kalgalath didn't have the heart to turn them away - they needed a home, a place that they could safely grow up. Aurora Borealis was that place.

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**adult*male*ALPHA - Aurora Borealis*tied to none*Azura**
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