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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The night was gloomy, the veil between the earth and the other world desperately thin, the fog reflecting the craziness back into the hearts and minds of those who dwelled in it. It was getting cold, perhaps a bit bitter almost, but not quite. The leaves on all the trees were fallen, except a couple of oak trees that still had yellow leaves to try and gain a little sugar for the winter. It had rained a day or two ago, the ground still a little moist because the sun was not in a moment to soak it up and feed it back to the clouds. The sun was gone, the moon beginning to shine through the trees. A black vixen heard a small scream and a yell, and the shadows swallowed her into a cloak that could not be taken away. The vixen was worried about this small scream in the darkness, and she pushed forward to try and aid the wolves that were in need of help. She bounded over tree roots and fallen logs, the shadows not betraying her for a moment, for the night were getting darker, and the vixen found herself becoming more and more well hidden.

She lifted her cranium into the air, scenting the area and trying to find the place where the small yelp came from. Her pack lands seemed to be safe, but with the new appearance of a wolfess and the argument of what appeared to be her lover, the vixen was on her toes. Every small scratch of a claw or the small rustle of a leaf sent her flying forward and teeth open to the fresh air. She needed to better use her reflexes! The girl raised her head, scenting the gathering of wolves not far off. What was happening? The ess broke into a run, flying over the leaves and only making a soft sound as she only pushed off with her claws that were spraying up dirt. She noticed this first hand, and started to slow, still being quiet of at a pace where she knew that she could get to the clearing at the edge of the boundaries fast. Her auds flickered in the dark light, and the moon seemed weak for this time of year. Nevertheless, the vixen pushed forward, scenting the wolves ahead of her and slowing to a pace where not even the strongest pair of eyes could see her.

She could tell right away that Kalgalath was in the clearing, along with the new female and Hellene. From where she stood, she could not see the figure they appeared to be challenging. The vixen moved her head, looking out from behind the tree where she stood. It was the prince of Malignant Felicity. The ess almost growled to herself, but then revisited her plan in her head that was already starting to take shape. There was a small little mound of fur that was on the ground, and when the ess inhaled, she realized it was Khaleesi. The brave prince was going to trade her for Kohaku! The vixen moved around so she was on the other side of the prince. She made it very clear that she didn’t step on anything. Her scent was already flourishing in this area because it was, of course, her home, so she didn’t worry about the brute catching her scent. The slight breeze proved to help her as the back of the prince was downwind. She moved slowly to a place where the outline of her shape was light, and this tactic was only to show her alpha that she was here to serve and nothing other. Her amber orbs met his, and she gave him a small nod, just as he finished yelling at the prince who clearly was a fool.

The vixen waited. Anything that the prince would do would be stopped by her, even if Kalgalath didn’t get to him first. Her plan was slowly forming, and she swore to herself and silently to Hellene that her pup would come back to her unharmed, maybe except a little mental trauma. Her orbs burned through the forest, waiting for the prince to dare and make a move.

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