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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It had all happened so very fast. Not long after the grey bruteling had landed in a heap under his mother, who had immediately placed her paw in front of him in an attempt to block his view, the crying female had wandered towards the borders, nuzzling the monster with complete and utter love and affection; despite what he had done to the snowy white pup and part of the pups family. Destan’s forest green orbs opened wider than he ever imagined they could at the embrace, gulping down a knot of terror as he feared for his sibling’s life. Now two wolves resided over his sister, his poor little sister, and yet she remained under the grip of the devil squirming and crying for her family. It was then that the emotional vixen lifted his paw freeing the captive bird from her cage. Kalgalath leapt forward with a spine tingling bark and grabbed the pup with excellent precision bringing her back into the safety of the borders and ultimately to her family.

A sigh of relief subconsciously left the pups vocals as the red mist began to clear. His sister was placed at his side and after a quick embrace from the King; Hellene had snapped the two siblings up by their scruffs and had left the traumatising scene far behind them. All the while Destan hung limp in his mother’s jaws whimpering softly towards his sister. Once or twice his eyes locked onto hers, as their bodies brushed against each other in a swaying motion, and he could not help but feel guilty. If he had been a good brother he would have made sure to get captured and save his sister from the terrible emotions that would certainly be pulsing through her quivering body. But he had failed her, like he had failed time and time again and she had been the one to suffer.

Soon enough the motion had stopped and after anticipating the release of his scruff, he begun to squirm and wriggle. Hellene placed the two pups on the floor as gently as she could and had immediately commenced to nuzzle and tend to them. Still quaking with fear, Destan shakily moved towards his sister and for the first time since their adoption made the first move towards a small embrace. His shoulder nudged gently against the little female and rather than pulling away soon after, he remained still at her side. It was big jump for the brute and one that made him slightly uncomfortable inside his twisted mind but for the sake of comforting his sister, he forced his body to remain where it was. The thick fur that surrounded his body intertwined with the white hairs of Khaleesi providing a little warmth against the colder air and icy fingers of shock. He knew what it was like to fear the world and would probably be the only wolf right now who understood exactly what she was going through. He had experienced that fear all too often, the only difference was that Khaleesi had a family around her to pick her up, dust her off and help her through the difficult time. Destan on the other paw had no-one.

Gently the grey bruteling moved his maw close to his sister’s ear, following his mother’s soft lyrics with his own jerky statement; ”Don’t be sc...scared.” He knew that it was easier said than done and she would probably be too terrified to ever leave their mother again, but he did not wish the same awful fate that had taken his life, to land on her as well. Once again he pressed his shoulder against her but this time it was shorter and he quickly removed himself from her side. The frightening scene replayed in his mind causing the anxiety to appear with a sudden jolt of breathlessness. He would never... Could never let this happen again. Not to his sister anyway. His emerald orbs fell on the face of his mother, complete fear grasping his features. His faith in the world outside of Aurora had diminished remarkably fast and at this moment, the pup made a vow to his self; a vow that he would never again leave the pack or his family.


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Destan | Pupless | Loveless | Aurora Borealis | Slightly Older Male Pup | Adopted by Hellene | Brother to Khaleesi | xhollowremains




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