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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Posted on August 29, 2013 at 01:28:01 PM by Destan.
‘Destan, my little one, that is quite alright. We all have different strengths and different weaknesses. I am SO proud of you for admitting that you can not do it! It is perhaps the most difficult thing to do, admitting a weakness. But I want you to know, my little love, that you are amazing at something. And we will find out exactly what that is, have no fear of that.’ The nuzzle and comforting words soothed the pup slightly.’Don’t worry brother! I’m sure there are tons of other things you’ll be better than me at!’ After years of abuse and vicious words, having a family who cared for you so much was extremely strange. He was still getting used to the nuzzles and caring gestures but he liked his new life. ”Really? Y... You think so?” His words, if only a little, were laced with a new spark of hope. He had never felt like this before and for the first time in his tiny life a dim light brightened at the end of the tunnel. A sudden flash and clap of thunder made the lad shudder and hide his head in the warming fur but soon Hellene, his mother, was speaking again. Her voice became louder, unlike the usual soft tones, so that she could be heard of the rumbling of the storm and though he wanted nothing more than to bury his head for the remainder, he slowly lifted his head and focused on the form of her nurse. The darkness in the cave made it harder to focus on the older vixen but he tried his best none the less. Both pups rested their emerald orbs on the russet and gray form of their mother, eyes gleaming with expectancy and hope. ’You know, my mother was a old wolf, believing in herbs and fishing and tales. I used to be terrified whenever there were storms, and I hated the dark, and mum used to tell me stories to make me feel better. My dad, he would tell me how it was, the hard truth. But I always liked mom’s stories better. They weren’t scary. She told me about giants that lived up in the sky, and when one of them was sad, it would rain down on us. And there is a mother wolf, and she is the mother to us all. And to feed her pups, she chases the giant deer and moose and goats that live up there. The lightning is caused anytime their hooves or daggers strike upon the rocks, and the thunder is the sound of them galloping around, some the prey and some the predators. Well, I guess I don’t remember the story clearly, and I’m not so very good at telling stories…’ Destan listened intently to the sketchy story, finding peace in every word that fell from the angel’s maw. With a few final flashes and crashes the storm began to move away. The dark lifted from the den and Destan turned to face the outside world. ’Can we go outside mum? Can we start our training now that the scary storm is over? What should we learn first? Destan do you wanna go outside and play now?’ He refocused his gaze on the white form of his sister; her tail was wagging frantically as excitement wafted over her whole aura. The male gradually lifted himself onto his haunches flicking his gaze from Hellene to Khaleesi in turn. ”I... ummm, yes?” The statement was ended in a question because not even Destan himself knew whether he wanted to play. He had never been allowed to play with his siblings and was not completely sure how to play. The young male finally rested his gaze on Hellene, almost looking for guidance on what to do next. Training, play, staying in the den, it all seemed the same to the pup... Scary. He was not used to anything that came with family life, but now filled with a new thought that he could actually be good at something he was more prepared to give the nerve racking things a go. As long as he had Hellene, and a little bit of Khalessi by his side, he was sure he could manage to let go. Word Count: OOC: 712 |
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