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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Hellene had disappeared as Kalgalath's call echoed through the canyons. She darted away, going to the rescue of her pup without even giving a word of goodbye. Magic didn't honestly care about that, however. It was in Hellene's better judgement to leave her to save the small little being from death. Hellene was gone very fast, and Magic snarled, opening her maw and showing her teeth to the invisible creatures that inhabited the forest around her. The vixen dashed out from where she sat having the conversation to Hellene, not as fast as Hellene since she was running off of pure adrenaline, but Magic thrusted herself over the roots and rare brambles in her territory and made it to the clearing where Khaleesi was being held captive. Instead of facing the prince at the clearing, she moved around him, getting onto his backside as just in case he tried something daring she could stop him before she got the chance. When Kohaku came over towards him and Kal darted over to save the poor pup, the two wolves walked out of the territory, Magic moving away from right behind them and making sure they got out of the territory without lingering. When she watched them disappear out and beyond the border did she shake her pelt and growl to herself at the daring move that being took.

She made her way back inside the territory, growling to herself loudly as she was annoyed such a brute would challenge the depth of her King. It made her angry, and she wanted to take it out onto him. Reaching up, she raked her claws down the width of a pine tree, the snapping of bark echoing and bouncing off the nearby trees. The ess dropped her gaze back onto the ground, her amber gaze melting the scenery with one glance. The fury inside of her started to leak and dwindle, and within a few moments, she was back to her normal self again, lethal, swift and agile. Lifting her cranium into the air, she inhaled the small breeze traveling throughout the kingdom, the faint tinge of Hellene and her family breathing down her spine. Their meeting had not been finished, and the vixen wanted dearly to check and see if the small fae and her brother were recovering well from the terribly scarring moment. She brought her walk up to a trot as she made her way through the trees, bending down at a small stream to drink her fill and back to the clearing where Hellene was comforting her family. Their scents grew powerful on the wind, and Magic broke the edges of the trees around their small cluster, her swift body curving around and sitting in front of them.

“Hellene. I am so glad you and your family are working into recovery. If that prince dares to cross our borders again, I swear to every wolf left with a faint remembrance of Fenris’ blood I will take him and I will drag out his heart and bring it to you. But, that is no way to talk around children, and to that I am sorry. Words are one of the only actions I can get out my anger.” Her gaze drifts towards the small pups, Destan looking brighter and Khaleesi looking only a little bit defeated. “Are you alright, darling?”

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| Magic | Tied to Unmoglitch | No Pups | Gamma of Aurora Borealis | Thunderfoot |



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