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 January 6, 2014 at 05:08:56 AM by Hellene
 Her pups grew day by day, and day by day she grew more protective of them. They were her all, her entire world now that Athene was gone from her life. After the prince had abducted Khaleesi… well Hellene had a whole new view on family. Until they could protect themselves, she would not allow them to stray from the boundaries of Aurora Borealis. Rarely did she ever even let them out of her sight… but when she heard a stranger’s voice ring out, calling specifically for her, FOR HER NAME, she couldn’t resist. Her pinnae perked and within seconds she was on her paws and heading toward the boundary. Hellene! Hellene, are you there? The vocals rang through her cranium and the femme wracked her brain, but she could come up with no idea of where she may have heard the voice before. It was a brute, no doubt, but the vocals were not familiar. She did not know him, of that she was sure. How, then, did he know her name? The confusion increased dramatically when her eyes laid upon the brute… she DEFINITELY had never seen him before. Hellene. The fae’s hackles rose and she pinned her auds, her lips raising just slightly. “How do you know my name, brute? I do not know you, so it is odd that you should know my name. Explain and know that I do not feel kind toward strangers.” Her voice emerged as a growl, the threat behind the words undeniable. She was not feeling lenient, especially since the actions of the Prince of Malignant Felicity. Just before she let loose more threats and questions, the wind that seemed to constantly blow throughout Aurora Borealis brought to her nares a scent that, unlike the brute, was well known to her. A scent that she thought she would never smell again, but one that explained it all to her. Athene. Though sisters, they could not be more different. Whereas Athene was mostly white, with stripes running down her spine, Hellene was russet and grey. They were of similar sizes, but their eyes were different – Athene had sweet honey eyes. Hellene’s were a dark amber. And then there were their personalities – Athene was quiet, talked in rhyme, and was kind. She had been raised mainly by their father and had taken on his role of hunter. Hellene raged against the world, due mainly to her father’s shunning, but she was well versed in herbology because of her mother’s teaching. She was quick to talk, quick to anger, quick to accuse. But it seemed that in these recent times, the sister’s roles had been reversed… Athene had spoken quickly in anger, and now Hellene found herself quiet. Taking a single step closer to the brute, she flared her nares, examining the scent even closer. But there was no mistaking it. It was indeed Athene. Cocking her head sideways, she took on the countenance that her sister so often did. Furrowed brows and inquisitive eyes questioned him silently. Uncertain of his intentions, or why her sister’s scent was intermingle with his, she swiveled her auds, trying to discern anything she could. Silence fell over the pair as for once, Hellene knew naught what to say. Nor did she know how to feel… she supposed it would rely on how he knew her sister. The likelihood that they were lovers was a comical thought. A small, miniscule possibility. Athene did not open up often to others, more often lending a ear. She had never opened up to a brute, nor had any relations with a brute… hence the unlikelihood. Were she injured, Hellene would be torn between wanting to heal her sister and wanting to protect her pups. She supposed she could always ask Magic to take care of them – it would be a good chance for Magic to care for pups to see if she truly wanted pups… and she knew that Khaleesi and Destan would be safe under her watchful eye. But should the brute have caused her harm… well Hellene felt bad for him already. Or what would be left of him… |
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