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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Sure enough, she was off once more, being carried easily through the night air, and away from the direction of the Many Voices and Smells. Sleepily, she yawned and pawed lightly at thin air in front of her, much less bothered at this slower and easier pace. At least she wasn't being tossed and thrown about roughly, though some small part of her remembered landing on hard ground shortly after her birth. For now, she was content to let the contents of her stomach settle down with only the occasionally whoosh, and relax against the warm breath by her scruff.

A slight panic ran through her as she heard something that sounded quite similar to The Monster, though on a smaller scale. Her heart froze for a few seconds, as dread pooled in her chest and mind. Was she being abandoned to It's cold grip once more? Though she was not overly sure who had left her there in the first place, a slight fear of abandonment remained; Her mother had not protected her from The Monster, so why would this Strange One? Waiting to be once more layed upon the cold stone and left for dead, the young pup was slightly startled when instead, she seemed to pass over it. He hadn't left her; the Strange One hadn't left her!

Sure enough, they broke through more foliage, and a warm comforting -and now familiar- scent washed over her, as though this place had housed the stranger more than once. Placed upon a bed of warmth, a little sigh escaped her lips and a much larger and warmer form wrapped around her, keeping her safe from outside perils. A rough tongue rasped over her pelt, warming her further to the core, and in response she scrambled closer to the side fur of this Strange One, gathering comfort from the heartbeat she could hear through flesh and bone.

“I shall call you Blayre. I’m Kalgalath… I’m your new daddy. You are safe now, little one.” The foreign words didn't really mean much to her young mind, the only two words really clicking being 'Blayre' and 'Kalgalath'. So, the Strange One was called Kalgalath then? As far as she was aware, she didn't have a daddy, so excitement coursed through her at the thought of having one to call her own. The next thing that crossed her small mind was 'Blayre'; it was a pretty name, and it was hers! She had a name, which meant she was a real wolf now, right? A slight purr of content rumbled in her tiny chest, as she glanced up with barely opened eyes at her new 'daddy'.

Blayre||Female||Pup||Aurora Borealis||Adopted Daughter of Kal||PixieEclipse



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