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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I feel like an outsider. My small paws touching the rich earth of Aurora feels like a lie. I have abandoned my pack and abandoned my mate. There is no excuse for this.... dropping from the face of the planet. Simply because I wasn't doing so well in the head. Happens to the best of us, does it not? And now after all my time alone, I come back with my tail between my legs. I'm almost unsure if I still have the right to raise it above my back. Hell, I'm unsure if I have the right to step foot inside the pack's walls. Kal's scent is still strong, which reassures me. The lands are quiet though. Part of me wants to put off seeing anyone for a while. I'm still not sure if I'm ready to face them. I fear what they may say.

My paws carry me to the dens. My soul aches for my love's touch. My heart yearns for him just as my mind fears for his reaction. Especially with the state that I'm in. I've been on my own, quite fully. It's not that food has been scarce, it's simply that I have neglected to find it. I've allowed the fasting to clear my mind of it's deadly haze. My ribs poke out from my fur a bit, but nothing too awful. My pelt itself is a sore sight, though. Mats are evident all over it. My once luscious fur is now an ugly mess. I realize now that I should have cleaned up before coming here. Oh well, too late now.

Just as I think this, my nose is tickled with a familiar scent. My oldest friend, King Kong. He was around here not very long ago. Just like that, all my worry fades away, my pace quickening and his form suddenly coming into view. He's outside his den, a lump barely visible if I didn't know what I was looking for and had his orbs not been glittering. I hadn't really realize how much I missed him until he was right there in front of me. I lope to him, a grin spreading across my visage. Maybe in the dark he won't notice the mats or the ribs sticking out. He doesn't need to worry about me.

Although, with my absence, perhaps he already has.
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