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 18, 2014 at 08:56:40 PM by Destan.
Since the ordeal with the prince and his sister, Destan had stayed close to the adults within his home. Hellene and Khaleesi were the two wolves he trusted the most though if he found himself out of their reach, Magic had also become a figure of protection. The growing boy had spent the majority of his time hiding away within his mother’s den, fearful of the world outside. The darkness had engulfed him and yet it provided a strange sense of comfort as he curled up in the furthest corners of the lair, head tucked into the thick fur of his tail. His hair was beginning to grow longer and thicker as his body itself was also starting to change. His limbs were gaining length and his frame was filling out, muscles barely formed under the thick blanket of grey. It was easy to see that the pup was nearing his teen years, though it wouldn’t be for another couple of months. Destan was also starting to grow clumsy, finding it hard to move faster than a trot without tripping over his large paws. Parts of his stature were becoming out of proportion with the rest of his body and the nervous boy was noticing it, making him more self conscious when meeting other wolves. So the lad had thought it best to stay in the lair he shared with his family, locking out the world and the dangers that lurked in the shadows. On this particular day however, Destan found himself a long way from his den and his family. Anxiety radiated off his form as his bodice, belly scrapping along the ground, lurked in the bushes. His darker coat helped him blend into the gloom though once or twice his thick cloak became tangled in the twigs. Leaves and pine needles clung to his form as he continued on, eyes wide with fear, searching for a wolf to provide him with some comfort. Not long ago, a caller from across the borders had howled for his mother. It was a song filled with urgency and loneliness and Hellene had answered almost immediately to make sure that the wolf wouldn’t pose a threat to her family. Since then Destan had longed for her company, scared that she may have disappeared with the wolf or worse... she had been hurt. Her instructions had been clear and the pups were told to remain in the den until she returned or someone trustworthy came to find them, but hours had passed and fearful for her life Destan had ventured from his safe haven. Following the line of shrubbery, the pup found himself near the borders, the scent of Kal and Zig being very strong, engulfing his senses, to assure wolves that the alpha pair remained strong. Warily his eyes lingered on the adjoining land that belonged to no wolf, his limbs sinking until his frame was flat against the ground. The thought of ever leaving Aurora sent shivers down his spine and even though he was hidden from any eyes that may wish to find him, he couldn’t help the whimpers that formed on his lips. Deciding that it was safer to continue moving, the pup lifted his shaking bodice off the frosty ground and continued to crawl through the foliage. His orbs wavered over the terra until his line of vision landed on a smaller figure who lingered close to boundaries. His heart palpitated at the sight and before he knew it, his limbs were carrying him out of the bushes towards the pup at a speed his paws just couldn’t cope with. ”NOOOOO!” The world began to turn around him as his hind limbs rotated above his head causing him to roll and slide across the terra. Eventually his body came to a halt at the paws of the other where his eyes, vision blurred by a bump to the head, locked onto the female. Slowly the young brute got to his feet and immediately sat on his rump. Bruises were already starting to form under the thick hairs and his whole body ached. ”I th... thought. Stay... in ...the...the borders.” Word Count: 691 OOC: |
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