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 black femme never thought she would be in this place again, never thought that it could hurt this much a second time. But it did hurt, badly. Everything hurt, her chest, her body, her head, her heart. This time she didn’t even make it back to her den. The black fae just lay curled up in a pile of leaves and branches, not caring about the thorns that pricked at her skin, not caring about anything. Tears didn’t even come this time. Last time he had left all Chenzii had done for days was cried. Cried tears of sadness and grief, cried tears of pain and emptiness, cried tears of heartache. But this time it seemed more final, like he really never would come back.

The femme couldn’t stop her mind from wandering back to him and the plans that she had wanted for them. She wanted pups with him, wanted to grow old with him, wanted to die with him. But now that would never happen. Chenzii vowed never to let herself love again, to never rely on someone like she had on the one that had left her. And this made her sadness grow even more. She would never have pups of her own. Never have little ones to take care of and look after, never have anyone else to love again.

There was a sharp pain nagging at the back of her dry throat. She was thirsty, hadn’t had a drink in days, and it was taking its toll on her. She knew that if she did not find some water soon she would die in the leaves she had been lying in for the past few days. She really thought about it, letting herself just die in these leaves. But there was something, and she didn’t know what that something was, that made her stand up and limp over to the river that was in the territory. Her usually sleek and shiny black pelt was thinning and matted, her bright yellow orbs were a dull and defeated color, her strong muscles were deteriorating, not used in weeks. She limped slowly through the trees, her body weak and barely able to move. When she finally reached the river she didn’t look around to see if anyone else was there, just started lapping at the cool water, calming her burning throat. The water felt better than she had anticipated, making her feel a little better now that she was not as thirsty. She drank for a while, filling her stomach with the cool water before lying own near the river. She didn’t want to have to walk far again for water, and decided to just lay here instead of limping back to the leaves.

Testing your Words
“Testing my Reply”
My thoughts are invisible
"We were never meant to last," She whispers.

{Chenzii} :: {Ess} :: {Adult} :: {Tied to ChironTied to None} :: {Delta of Aurora Borealis}::{Sister to Lucien}




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