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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Kalgalath’s nares flare as two foreign scent cross them and he smiles. The pack has been quiet as of late, aside from the pack hunt and the arrival of his protégé Aindreas. He had skipped out on the prior in order to deal with the latter but it was stressful. Aindreas held so much pent up anger and aggression from Kalgalath’s departure all those years ago that it was hard to talk any logic into Aindreas’ mind. The arrival of two potential new pack members would be a good way to get his mind off of the white titan.

As he neared the two aliens, he realized that there was a tinge of yet another scent upon them, however faint it was, and it was a familiar one at that. But he couldn’t place it. Whether the scent was from years ago or whether they had simply crossed paths with one of his acquaintances, he did not know, but he intended to seek the pair out and see who they were and what they wanted. Finally the pair came into his visionaries, and he saw one black brute with a white strip running from his nares down his dorsal and then a silvered fae who looked much like himself. They were speaking amongst themselves but Kal heard naught but the last few sentences of the brute’s speech. I was forced to grow up pretty quick so I could help mom with you and eventually become the ‘brute of the den’ per say. My loyalty will always be with you and mother but I don’t know how to trust anyone else.

Curling his erected plume over his dorsal, the mottled grey titan approached the pair, stopping just short of the pair on the near side of the invisible boundary that was made up of his stench. His icy gaze fell upon the femme and the brute and was shocked when he saw that their gaze matched his own. Their orbs were colored to icy arctics. So were his. So were Aindreas’. The Alpha had always been shocked that Aindreas’ gaze had matched his own – the color was a rare one to see. So to see not one but TWO wolves with such a color? It was upsetting to say the least.

Hello. I am Kalgalath, the Alpha of the Aurora Borealis pack and of these lands. Speak both of your names and what your business is with my pack.” His gaze shifted between the lupines as he awaited their response.
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**adult*male*ALPHA - Aurora Borealis*tied to none*Azura**


OOC - sorry it's a little short and crappy.

table (c) CRS '13



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