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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The girl turned to the pallid hunter as he lowered his torso beside her. She admired his skills in hunting and found herself casting a jealous gaze upon him. But he was sure to have had more experience than her and hadn’t Hellene offered to teach her along with her pups? And if brutes still did not object to catching her meal then she would not go hungry. Leila watched as he released the fish and turned, inquiring if it was of her liking. “Yeah it’s delicious, thank you Aindreas.” Her voice was delicate, carried slower than her usual speech as if she was deep in thought. The maiden’s eyes paused upon his features before trailing to her meal. After she had but a few pieces of her fish remaining – which she had decided would be better to finish later – she turned upon her back and faced the sky.

“Okay so if we’re going to be friends. I mean, I’m assuming we’re going to be friends – maybe we’ll become mortal enemies… But I’m going to say we’re friends. Anyway, we should know some more about each other.” A thoughtful tone lay upon Leila’s words as she spoke. “I have no idea where to start… Okay, what’s your favourite season? I think mine is spring, it’s so beautiful when all the flowers begin to emerge and signs of life appear again, don’t you think? Oh and when you wake up and the air is fresh and pure it’s so nice.” It was not often she spoke about simple, mindless things such as this. This question was not important but she had never been considered the most intelligent of wolves and her young mind always opted for the most optimistic approaches.

The tempest remained silent for a few moments, inhaling the sweet air as she thought of more to ask. She was uncertain why she felt the need to inquire so much, and it felt almost wrong to be asking of for so much off of a wolf who seemed to be introvert and reserved in his manners. But at the same time, it felt necessary if she wanted to establish a friendship with the pallid brute. “Okay so you lived in Moondown Shadows, right? When you were a pup who looked after you then? If that’s not too personal…” She turned her head to look focus upon his face, smiling softly.


{ooc - WOW THIS SUCKS I'M SORRY AH. but i owed you a post so arghh here you go sorry for the wait <3}

leila


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