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, so opposite to her sister, distrusting and rude and coarse whereas Athene was kind and polite and fine. Her pinnae pinned, lids slitted in warning. She was not in a good mood as of late - she was worried for her pups safety and ergo trusted no strangers. She was protective of her pack and the members within the lines of the terra... her family. The large brute before her had better have a good response, lest Hellene feel the need to rip out his trachea, just to be on the safe side. But then his vocals escaped in hardly more than a whisper and she froze, but her muscles melted at the same time. Athene... I can see her in you.Uncertain now, she took a step toward him, looking closer at him, and it was then that he saw the pain within his orbs, the fear. The ebenero's orbs reached hers and he continued, his deep voice moving her. This should sound weird, but I love your sister. Hellene froze once more, trying to comprehend his words, when all of a sudden she let loose a guffaw and a loud bout of laughter erupted from her maw.

"You....love... her!? Well what a.... mistake you have made!" Each word was broke up by laughs and deep inhales as she tried to catch her breath. After a few minutes, her laughter failed and led only to a few errant chuckles. "I do not mean to be insensitive, that was not my intention. And you wouldn't be the first... but it is just... well how do I explain this in the nicest way possible? She..." Hellene's vocals faded when she looked back to him,and it looked like the whole of him had failed. His orbs threatened to loosen a dam and his plume was limp upon the earth. She noted his swallow and held her tongue to allow for his explanation. She fell through the ice...I saved her with her help...but she ran. She ran away from me.......I...I don’t know why......I...don’t know how.......Please..you don’t know me, but you are the only person who can help me.....Please.....

Even Hellene with her harsh nature softened, sympathy radiating from her. I am Zev. You must help me find your sister. By now his gaze had wavered and she noted how he carefully kept his orbs from falling on her again. It was as if it would pain him to look on the skewed mirror image of Athene. Sighing, Hellene lowered her haunches. Her words came slowly, not wanting to injure the brute anymore than her sister already had. "As you no doubt have noticed... Athene is not like others. But I do not know how much you know. The shortest way to put it is that she was our father's prodigal offspring, and I our mother's. She was the warrior, but it was more than that. She was not to have a mate. Ever. Or at least not a love. They were the strongest of us, and therefore were expected to spread their seed where they could. They were too independent to be tied down and therefore were expected to be promiscuous, birthing a variety of pups until they had one which could be their legacy." She paused, shifting away her gaze. "My father chose Athene... so when brutes have fallen for her, it is always the same. They walk away heartbroken when she tells them that she can bare their pups but no more."

She stayed silent for a few moments to let that sink in. "But..." Hellene tried to think of how to phrase the next part. For it seemed that Athene had strayed from her normal path. She had not denied have feelings for him. She had not sent him away... she had ran. "Well first of all, she has not laid with another. None have wanted to have her bare his pups without the accompanying relationship. They do not understand the way of our pack. But... if she did not say those words to you, perhaps it is different this time. For me to be sure, you must relate to me all that has happened. Be swift for if this time is different... if you are different... we need to be swift."

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