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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Lambda stood at the edge of the territory, sniffing the air for smells of anger, fear, or hopefully, smells of security and belonging. She had traveled a long distance, and was so tired of being alone.

Several moons ago, her family had been caught or killed by the two legged creatures that seemed to follow them everywhere. She had heard their howls of outrage and fear and racing to their defense, had arrived when all was lost. Several of her pack members lay dying in the field before her, including her mother and pack leader, who she knew had fought their best to the bitter end. Other members were now in cages being dragged thru the forest.

Knowing that there was nothing to do and not seeing or smelling any familiar life, she reluctantly stole away, accepting the inevitable – she had lost her loved ones, her support, her comfort – and now felt in her heart that she was alone.

A calm and patient wolf, Lambda was a survivor and left her homeland in search of a place not threatened by the two leggers and a pack that might take her in. She knew that her chances of staying alive were dependent on the strength and loyalty of an established pack – and she already missed the feeling of belonging.

As she traveled through the woods, she had heard the call which brought her to this pack. Their howls had beckoned her to cross the invisible boundary and she now stood still at the edge of the clearing, using all of her knowledge to decide on her next move. From her own family, she knew the lupine laws were strict and she could be killed if she broke them. However, the smells coming to her were strong but welcoming and so she decided to step out beyond her chosen hiding place to approach the large gathering. Her heart was pounding as she slowly moved forward, head lowered in respect, tail between her legs.

As the members started to disband, she stopped in her tracks, wondering if approaching had been a mistake – she was late for the meeting, had missed the opportunity to present herself and now the wolves were heading away. Having only a few seconds to undo what she had done, she whimpered before opening her maw, her voice quiet and non-threatening. “My given name is Lambda and my loved ones are all gone. I am alone and seek acceptance. I crossed the boundary, not out of disrespect but because I heard your Alpha’s call and was late because I was so very far away”.




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