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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’Hello, Destan. Thank you for coming.’ Contrary to the tones towering males usually conducted, Kal was somewhat more delicate and placid towards the nervous bruteling and kept his lyrics short and simple. Destan was surely coming round to the ways of the giant and was beginning to like him more and more, though it would still be months before he would wander under his gaze without shaking like a leaf in a summer breeze. Luckily for the pup, the monarchs focus was soon shifted and Destan felt his body relax somewhat as he was no longer under the attention of the adult. It wasn’t long before the wolf Kal’s attention had been turned to, seated herself next to the brute. For a moment the pup froze, his whole body becoming a statue like figure, nothing except his tiny heart moving. ’Hi Destan, how are you?’ The whispered lyrics caused the bruteling to glance upwards, his gaze falling on the angelic figure of Leila. It was a shock to him that she still chose to converse to the pup after his outburst towards her at the border, but all the wolves here surprised him. ”Hi L..Leila. I.. I..I’m o..okay. H...How are y...y...you?” The usual stuttering spiel escaped the pups maw though he was slowly beginning to feel comfortable around the young adult.

Not long after Leila arrived a strange female, who was unknown to the pup, flitted into the clearing. Forest green lanterns watched her silently as she made her way over to the king obviously very friendly with Kal. Destan didn’t linger on the two adults for long as the ever energetic Khaleesi bounded into the meeting causing the little brujo to sink slightly. The little vixen was too bouncy for the pups liking and in all honesty she frightened him a little. She introduced herself to all other wolves in the meeting area before turning and sitting next to the brute, her body rubbing against his. The pup quivered at her touch, finding it highly disturbing for such embraces. ’Hello again Destan. It is good to see you! How have you been since the hunt? Is this wolf your friend? My name’s Khaleesi!’ The lad moved away slightly his quivering legs barely pushing him closer to Leila. Her stared blankly at the young lass trying to compose himself. If he didn’t answer her now he would never hear the end of it. ”Hi K..Khalessi. T..this is..Le..Leila.” He spluttered the words as quickly as he could taking a relieved breath in as he finished his speech and another familiar female wandered towards him.

’Hello Destan. Hello Khaleesi. I… I would like to speak with you two when we have a moment. About something… important.’ The russet and grey angel, Destan was coming to trust more than any other, slithered between his bodice and Khalessi’s nudging them both gently. Although her embrace still made the lad quiver it was welcomed slightly more than the other pups embrace. The lad gazed up at the female, his gaze searching out her features. She appeared to stutter just like him today and the pup found himself moving closer towards her, his ears perked at her words. Something important? The brujo whimpered slightly at the words his imagination running wild as to what she could have meant by the lyrics. The lad was just about to speak when another figure distracted him slightly. Kong appeared in the clearing, quieter than usual but still up holding the power and mystery he usually did. His gaze fell on Destan for a brief second before he slipped to his own space and remained quiet.

Kal then spoke up again, moving his bodice off the boulder and moving towards the centre of the clearing with a tiny bundle in his jaws. He placed the ‘thing’ on the floor before desperately asking for the help of the adults. Although he was unsure of what exactly was going on, Destan could pick up on the urgency in his voice and was slightly intrigued by what was unfolding. The lad’s ears perked as he explained that he had found a newborn pup abandoned by Staircase Falls and Destan tried to switch off his ears. The situation was all too familiar for him and he wanted nothing to do with it. He couldn’t help the newborn which made him quiver more. No wolf should end up like him. Zig then also spoke up explaining something about going to another pack and the pup desperately tried to think of anything else. Red mist began to drift over the lad’s orbs making him shake and pant excessively. Suddenly it all became too much and the pup dove towards Hellene- the only one he felt he could. His head collided with her limb, his forehead burrowing into her fur. He stayed there quietly, breathing in her scent. He wanted to go. He wanted a family. He needed help!


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OOC: N’awww Destan has slightly lost it :(


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