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 trip that brought him back to his home was much slower by far than had been the voyage to Quarrels Clearing. Each step was an effort, and even at the slow walk that he traveled at, his form shook. All of his muscles screamed for rest, for relief. But he would not stop until he reached Aurora Borealis. That was where his heart lay, that was where he was safe. Kalgalath did not wish to worry his pack longer than was necessary… for he had been victorious. His fighting skill had been superior to that of his opponent and he had come out on top. That wasn’t to say that he didn’t have his fair share of wounds – His back and both of his front legs were caked in his own blood, though it had clotted into a solid sheet. Thin cracks were apparent, for each time he moved it pulled at his matted coat, stretching the congealed mass. He moved along on three legs, giving his gait an odd motion. He held his injured front leg up and to him. Though it wasn’t broken, it hurt something awful, and better to start resting it now than later.

The brute finally neared his pack when suddenly a scent entered his nares. Two scents, actually, both of which he had come to know – Kohaku and Nikandros. So… she had chosen to leave with the love of her life. Honestly it was what he had expected she would do. You cannot resist nor deny love. As he moved, darker thoughts entered his mind. Was he right to have taken her in? She had pleaded for him to. She had said that she needed him. And how had he been rewarded? Kohaku had pushed at his boundaries, been depressed and taciturn, and then had scorned him at the end. All he had wanted was to make her happy and aid her in any way he could. It had. It had been a mistake.

A dark scowl formed upon his countenance as he finally crossed his boundary, and he paused to mark it with his liquid, which proved difficult. Holding his front leg up, he had had to lean against a tree to keep himself balanced. Coughing from embarrassment, he finally moved further into the territory and let loose a howl. He was home. But he was not the same he had been before he left – he was upset and questioning his instincts. He had won the battle for the pack… so shouldn’t he be happy?

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**adult*male*ALPHA - Aurora Borealis*tied to Zig*Father to Aindreas, Adara, Rohan, and Blayre*Azura**
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