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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Mwonaji's eyes







The brightness that had been surrounding her suddenly vanished and replaced with utter darkness. How far had she gone in just a moment? Though she could not see, she sensed an aged and dark aura surrounding her amongst the towering trees. Mwonaji hid behind a large old tree nearest her, on two legs as Safi had taught her, posed to jump to the nearest branch, waiting for any sound causing alarm, for she knew her kind could not “climb” as Safi had shown her. Her heightened senses could smell and hear for miles, but there was nothing but the trumpeting silence. Mwonaji could hear no sounds in any direction and could smell no scents other than her own. She had never fully gotten used to Safi’s sour and salty scent and she new full well she would be a target out here for any of her kind because of it, but the blood was the last of Safi that Mwonaji could carry with her and she did not have the will nor the means to wash the blood of the two-legged from her face and hind.




Mwonaji carefully and slowly let herself down, trying not to cause alarm to those of her kind she knew to be near enough. She must continue. This was where she belonged. This was where she should have been her whole life, with her own kind. But she had made a choice, and now because of her Safi was dead. She could never let that happen again and she knew the only way was to find her own kind. To find a healer among them who knew more than any other. And to pledge her life to learning the art so no one would ever die against her again.




So she pressed on, newly determined. Mwonaji rather liked the dark and protective feel of the forest, which made her all the more uneasy. There is nothing you can do now, she thought, but continue until you find the ones you belong with. She carefully padded on, keeping close to the trees with low branches for a quick escape for she could not trust anyone. Deeper and deeper into this thick, dark forest she travelled. Only to stop when she found someone like her…or they found her…











||Mwonaji|| ||No Mate|| ||No Pack|| ||Teen|| ||*Katja*||






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