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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"Ouch!"

The cry rang throughout the lands of Aurora, half-pained half-furious as the Princess twisted her head around to glared furiously at her wounded shoulder, sprawled across the ground from her failed attempt at a leap. Blayre was trying to get the wound -carved into her flesh by a stag- healed as soon as possible, so that she could sprint and leap and generally be free again. It had been attended to, of course, but it didn't make her any more patient; she wanted to be completely healed, and she wanted it to be now.

Picking her sorry form up off the ground, the teen winced in pain, rasping her tongue over the injury to make sure no stray particles were able to infect her. If she was forced to halt her adventuring for even longer because of infection, she may just throw herself off the nearest cliff. Once satisfied, the girl lifted her head and sighed softly, pausing when the winds carried her a scent she was not familiar with. Blayre could not help but hesitate, her experiences with strangers so far not exactly...positive. Still, someone new appeared to be at her fathers borders, and perhaps this was yet another opportunity to prove her growing maturity.

Blayre trotted in the direction of the unknown aroma, carefully keeping the majority of her weight off her injured shoulder. The wind whipped at her shiny gray coat, and the girl struggled in places to keep her balance due to the fact her weight was already off-centre. However, soon the sound of water reaches her auds, and she steps out, stargazers landing upon what appears to be...a pup? The girl moves forward, uncertainty swelling within her. Was this some kind of trick? "Are you all right little guy?" The words were as soft as summer rain, but she silently berated herself, wondering if they were considered demeaning. Something struck the young princess as off, something in the way he held himself and his demeanour telling her that this was no ordinary pup. He was far too..disciplined. She herself had never been that way, was still not that way, and she found the differences to be unnerving in the very least. "The name is Blayre...Can I help you?"

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



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