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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A little giggle escaped her maw as the girl darted throughout the undergrowth in her home, banner streaming out behind her and paws in flight. When the object of her attention came into sight, she slid to a stop, stargazers widening ever so slightly. Slipping into a mock hunting crouch, Blayre crept forward, her rump wiggling in the air as she did so. Blayre had been trying to stalk birds for some while now, using it as a distraction to ease her fathers absence. To her understanding, her father was off fighting a challenger, someone who threatened their home, although his fresh scent told her that he must've returned recently. She was, however, hesitant to return to her father, fearing to find some wound or mark on him that would leave her in a worry, something that she could easily lose sleep over. A little growl escaped her lips at the thought and she flung herself at the small bird, only to find that it had already taken off into the treetops, far out of her reach. "Awwwww," she whined, sitting back on her haunches in anger. One day, she was going to catch something and bring it home to her father and Zig, and then they'd be so proud of her. But it seemed that today was not going to be that day.

Her stargazers turned instead to where she knew the boundary to be; would catching prey show how mature and independent she could be, would it prove that she was old enough to venture beyond the confines of Aurora? She doubted it; her father was always very busy, and she knew that he most likely would not want her to go outside the safety of their home without him being there to guide and protect. A sigh escaped her lips; she was growing extremely bored. Maybe she could find one of the lupines that resided within these lands with them, and ask them for some hunting tips. Maybe they could even teach her how to fight, become a warrior! Her ears perked up, excitement washing across her face. Suddenly, life didn't seem so boring any more.

Blayre||Female||Pup||Princess of Aurora Borealis||Adopted Daughter of Kal||PixieEclipse



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