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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Posted on December 14, 2013 at 09:47:35 PM by Destan.
Comforting words shrouded the little boy as the warmth from his mother’s tongue soothed his throbbing head. Every inch of his tiny body ached and quivered as if a terrifying demon was forcing its way through the pores in his delicate skin and all he craved was the care of his darling, sweet dame. Her lyrics offered forth reassurance, promising that the evil monsters beyond the borders would no longer pose a threat to either of the youngsters but the lad couldn’t help but feel that eventually one would slip through the shielding net and rip the boy from his nurse maid and sister. The thought caused a noticeable shudder to shake his light form and his tail shot between his limbs, tickling his vulnerable underbelly. Despite being in the companionship of his family, the chilling breeze made the lad reminisce about the winter nights spent by his self trying to find shelter from the icy grip of the snow. The colder months were well on their way and frost would soon kill off all life throughout Blossom leaving behind a barren wasteland. At least this time he would, hopefully, be surrounded by loving family. His mother’s feathered plumage wrapped around his form, bringing him out of the dooming thoughts that shrouded his mind. His cranium turned slowly allowing his emerald gaze to fall upon the face of his nurse and sibling. It was then that another lot of soothing vocals left Hellene’s vocal cord asking if they would feel comfortable meeting with another member of the pack. At first Destan quivered, trying to swallow down a cascade of whimpers as his sister asked a series of nervous questions before turning all focus onto him. His forest orbs shook drastically at the thought of meeting any wolf after the incident at the borders, but if both of the females in his life were okay with the idea, then surely it would be fine. Slowly his mandible opened releasing the usual shaky splutters; ”Oh...O... Okay. Th... That’s okay.” Not long passed before a foreign scent encroached upon the trio and the young brute shuffled closer to his mother’s body, hiding within the long hairs on her tail. His sheepish gaze moved towards the opening of the clearing where an ebony wolf walked towards the small family, before resting her haunches on the ground in front of them. With his head barely peaking above his dame’s tail, his ears perked slightly in order to take in the angered words of the fae, Magic. Though he didn’t understand most of the lyrics within her statement, her tone frightened him and caused his body to hunker down into the comfort of his mother’s form. It was only when her eyes, soft and sweet like the change in her tone, fell upon him that he finally began to rise off the floor and take in the other female. Of course he had met Magic before, but in his state of panic he had forgotten all knowledge of the female that had taken him on the pack hunt. The thought of already knowing her brought forth a little courage and he took the opportunity to sit upright, uncovering his body from the hairy cocoon he had formed with his nurse’s plume. He wasn’t exactly sure who the vixen’s question was aimed at but as in a slight gap of conversation, few words flowed from his mouth. ”I... I am okay.” A small, embarrassed smile formed on his kissers as he looked towards Magic and then to Khaleesi and Hellene. Maybe the monsters wouldn’t get him after all. Word Count: 601 OOC: Sorry for the wait <3 |
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