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.

Refresh/Reload

[S H A T T E R P O I N T]
IP: 125.238.90.203








 photo Blayre_zps839e7038.jpg
--------------------------------------------------
B L A Y R E
--------------------------------------------------

All of a sudden, she had been lifted away from the rumbling monster that had threatened her so; Blayre had nearly squeaked with relief. Feeling herself once again in the grasp of another, it came as a shock when digested food was suddenly sent her way; the starving pup saw it almost as an gift from the heavens itself. Choking down as much as she could get, her squeals died down, as she chewed at her lips contentedly. She had no idea what was happening still; where had her mother gone, who had carried her away and left her by the Rumbling Monster, and most importantly, who had saved her? The little pup have no answers, and soon she felt herself lifted through the air once more and carried off to more lands unknown.

It was quite cold out; the pup was definitely beginning to really feel it. Still, the one who carried her continued on across whatever ground they were covering, and Blayre could only tuck her limbs in to try and salvage some warmth. Eventually a cocktail of strange and wonderful scents washed over her young nares, alerting her to the approaching presence of those young and old alike. What was happening? A little wail sounded in her throat again, the girl terrified and uncertain by everything that was happening so rapidly.

Finally, she was placed once more among the particles of dirt on the world's floors, and she lay there silently this time as the presence momentarily moved off. Her light gray fur had puffed out slightly in an attempt to reply the air which had chilled her so, her eyes still closed so she could not see where she was, nor what was happening around here. Blayre's little auds picked up the sounds of many wolves talking, though the words still did not make much sense to her young mind. A very quiet whimper escaped her maw as she floundered helplessly, scared that she may once again be abandoned to the mercy of nature.

Drifting in and out of consciousness, she felt ivories connect with her scruff for what felt like the millionth time that day. Barely responsive, she faintly recognised the scent of the one who had saved her, and some strange emotion that was unrecognised to her bubble to the surface; gratitude. Soon enough, a weak mewl formed in her mouth as she shivered delicately. There were many others around, and it was making her scared through the sleepy haze. But surely the one who saved her wouldn't let anything hurt her, right?

Faintly, she was aware of someone trying to feed her, and she angled her head to receive whatever nutrients she could get. The taste made her lick her chops slightly, but sure enough she made a faint sound of consent, front paws reaching out for some place where she could curl up and finally get some well-needed rest. She was tired, and with food and herbs sloshing around in the depths of her stomach, all she wanted to do was drift into a state of blessed unconsciousness.

Blayre||Female||New Born||Homeless||ChanningxHenadin||PixieEclipse



Replies:


Post a reply:
Name:
Email:
Subject:
Message:
Password To Edit Post:





Advisor

Magistrate - Chenzii

Marshall -

Officer -

Healer

Shaman - Khaleesi

Guardian -

Keepers -

Hunter

Chief -

Commander -

Comrades -

Liason

Chacellor -

Dignitary -

Councilors - Chenzii, Vladimir

Nursery

Governor(ess) -

Nursemaid -

Nannies -

Spy

Detective -

Operative -

Scouts - Rift

Warrior

Champion - Gwaine

Knight -

Pages - Khaleesi, Vladimir
Create Your Own Free Message Board or Free Forum!
Hosted By Boards2Go Copyright © 2020


<-- -->