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 18, 2013 at 11:18:51 PM by Magic
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The snow flew down to the ground easily, a light breeze gliding the cold through the wind. The day was just started, the sun trying to gleam through the cloudy sky and brighten the day even more. White covered the ground, snaking up the beginnings of a tree trunk to settle the giant sentinels down into the ground. It was falling down also from the sky, hitting the things in its way and creating an atmosphere that was only cold and brisk. It was a light cold, not the usual bitter starving stuff that digs into the bones of animals and leaves them alone to fend for themselves. Instead, it was merely quiet; small flecks of snow glittering lazily down to the ground. Aurora pack lands were cold, getting colder by the the day. It seemed that everything had gone into the depths of their winter dens to stay in place in the warmth that was rare for this time of year. However, a black vixen, lean and fit, snuck through the retreating shadows as here paws glided on the snow. Her big flank was one to keep her warm, her body still skinny and her amber orbs brighter. The day had become her friend, but she used the shadows to her advantage. The ess walked through the plain light of the day, the snow grabbing the edge of her fur and staying there. It would only melt if she went below the ground. The tips of her claws were aching with dull cold pain, having been working around in the snow for hours before. She walked easily through the snow however, the cold not breaking her down. A small bird flew overhead, which was strange since it should have been going south. Once the vixen took a smaller look towards it, she realized it was a robin, which hid out in the cold where there nests lay all year round. She smiled, and continued on her walk to the clearing where she wanted to be. The ess, Magic, had organized a training ground for wolves of all sorts to come and work. The pack lands were quiet, and Magic was getting restless. Telling Kalgalath her idea, he had instantly agreed, and only then did she make her way through the snow. Plus, it was getting deeper into the winter, and the creatures living among the forest probably needed a time to bond with the wolves around them and create a place where everyone was welcome. As she left Kalgalath, Chenzii had popped up beside her, explaining that she wanted a go in helping the ess with the wolves. Magic agreed, and left the clearing to hunt small game before she started the training. The snow gleamed with its usual brightness as the vixen had already fed and was dashing through the snow towards the clearing she very well knew was there. As Gamma, it was almost her job to let things go and to get the pack excited; Kal and Zig could not do it by themselves. Finally, she entered the clearing, a large rock located at the back. Magic lifted her cranium, scenting the area that had not been inhabited in a long time. She sat in the middle in the snow, raising her head out and pouring out a song that echoed and bounced out of the trees. She had not howled in a very long time, her vocals starting out weak and ending strong, her voice pouring out her heart into the wind. Of course this was optional, but she hoped that a lot would come to enjoy her company. | Magic | Tied to Unmoglitch | No Pups | Gamma of Aurora Borealis | Thunderfoot | |
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