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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Things were happening at a scarily fast pace and the pup was beginning to regret ever agreeing to go to the pack hunt. It was causing his anxiety to rocket through the roof but a small part of him, deep deep down within his fluffy grey bodice, begged him to stay. It assured him that this would help him in the future and for once even the demons in his head seemed to agree. The monsters appeared to become subdued in the presence of these wolves, but still his little heart raced. The sight of another wolf pup made the scenario a little easier, though he wished desperately that Leila or Kalgalath were within his vision. Although he had screamed in fear at both the adults, they were the only ones he knew and he pictured himself being a little calmer around them, though on second thoughts he wasn’t too sure. His positive and negative personalities argued violently in his confused mind and once again a red mist appeared over the little lad’s eyes, causing his head to spin.

A face appearing within his vision knocked the mist completely from his system, as he gulped down a knot of anxiety. ’It's a pleasure to meet you, Destan. Would you like to learn how to hunt?’ His forest green eyes noted the reassuring smile on the older brute’s face and it did a little to calm his nerves. He nodded his head in answer to the question before the brute, Kong, was distracted by something and yet another member introduced themselves. ’Welcome, Destan. I am Magic. It is a pleasure to meet you.’ He gazed at the dark pelted fae, his orbs taking in everything about her. He just about managed a smile when she too turned away from him. The pup, who had now managed to lift himself to his haunches, moved his gaze down to the floor chewing the inside of his cheek nervously until a familiar scent reached his nares.

His gaze moved upwards falling on the familiar grey face of Kalgalath and the tiniest spark of happiness flashed in his orbs. At least there was one wolf here that he had actually met before the pack hunt, and one that he felt remotely relaxed around. ’Destan, I am glad indeed that you are here.’ His tone was soft and calming though they quickly vanished as he began to speak to another pack member. This female, Hellene, had somehow managed to sit next to Destan without him noticing and until she spoke and frightened the poor boy to death he had been blissfully unaware. Turning to stare at the femme in horror, small forest green eyes fell on her face noting the soft smile planted on her kissers. She was unlike anything he had seen before and for a few seconds Destan simply stared, his little legs quaking beneath him. Just as he was about to pluck up the courage to release shaky lyrics a white blur caught his attention.

The grey bruteling turned to see a white pup smiling and wagging her tail at him and for a moment he was stuck for words. He could just about cope with being in a situation with an abundance of wolves but when they turned their attention towards him and actually wanted him to speak, it was too much to handle. Squeaky, stuttered lyrics escaped the pups maw as his ears flattened. At least if he said his name now, then both the pup and Hellene would know and he wouldn’t have to keep repeating himself. ”I... am... a... Des..Destan.” The little lad just had chance to finish his sentence when Kal spoke once again. ’I thank you all for answering Kong’s call. For those of you who do not know, Kong is my Beta, my second in command. He will be leading the hunt, and I hope you all pay good attention, for he very wise in the ways of the world.’ So it seemed that the one wolf that Destan felt slightly relaxed around wasn’t even going to be going on the hunt. GREAT The lad hunkered down to the ground once again, hoping that for just a few minutes everybody would forget he was there.


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Word Count:756
OOC: Sorry it’s a bit jumbled up.


Destan | Pupless | Loveless | Aurora Borealis | Slightly Older Pup
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