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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Blayre had been sneaking out for quite a while now, slipping out over the boundary and throwing herself with glee into the world beyond her home. The teen loved the way the world had so much to offer her, whether it be knew places to visit, or things to see, and maybe soon even people to meet. There was always a tinge of guilt in her chest, knowing that if her father discovered her disappearances he would be crushed, however that was tempered with teenage defiance and a slight hint of resentment telling her that her father did not have as much time for her as he did in her earlier days. If he would not spend time with her, then wasn't it her right to find her own things to do?

That morning, the gray vixen had been lounging in the long, dew-covered grass, when a scent washed over her nares, alerting her to the presence of potential prey. Sure enough, her lanterns found a young stag, his confidence allowing him to wander farther from his herd, grazing not too far from the adventurer. A thought occurred to her; if she could bring this prey home, wouldn't it prove her worth to her father? Blayre could see it in her mind, the way Kal and Zig would be so proud of her...The femme rose to her paws quietly, slinking forward, closer and closer to the young buck. As the proximity between them lessened, the girl tensed her muscles, preparing to leap and clamp down on the animals throat, taking it to the ground as she landed. Feeling a newfound sense of confidence, the girl drew her daggers, before launching herself at the creature. As her body hurtled towards it, the beast realised what has happening, instincts kicking in as it made a last ditch attempt to save itself from the predator. The young princesses yelped in pain as she felt antler collided with her shoulder, digging into the skin and drawing blood. Flinching away, her claws only barely scraped the bucks side as it threw itself away from her, darting off into low-lying foliage, leaving behind a gasping girl. Blayre clenched her jaw in pain, ignoring the ache as she twisted her head to view her shoulder, trying to stop the bile that rose in her throat as she view fur seeped in red. She whimpered, realising that perhaps her plan had not been so well thought out after all.

The walk back to her home had been painful and the least fun the girl had ever had. When she arrived on the borders, she propped herself on her good side against one of the trees, closing her eyes and attempting to draw fresh, calming oxygen into her lungs, and ignore the metallic tang of blood that followed. "Oh no..." She murmured softly.

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[Blayre][Female][Teen][Unbound][Princess Of Aurora]



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