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 find myself walking through Aurora later that day, my head still spinning from all that's happened. I came back to Blossom and back to Aurora, knowing that nowhere could be home quite like it. There was a time when all I could think about is Munashii Gekko but that stopped being my home a long time ago. When I came to Aurora, there was a shift and things started to fall into place. Now there's no doubt in my mind where I belong. Kalgalath is here and I couldn't bear to leave him again. He needs me now more than ever while he mends his broken heart. And Akina is here again. I have met some of the other pack members before but who even knows which of them is still around. I may have to get used to strangers all over again. I'm not a very sociable creature so who knows how easy or hard that will be.

That's when I hear the cry. Ears flicking alertly, I spin my head around and take off toward the sound. I can't pinpoint the exact position but as I run, I start picking up on the smell of another wolf. I don't smell blood but either way, it sounded urgent, like someone losing the last of their strength. I rush as fast as I can until I see a body stretched out on the ground. Ears pinned back, I rush to his side, taking inhis body condition and looking for wounds, something I can see and try to treat. I don't have healing training, per say, but I usually know enough to save a life, just without the use of medicinal herbs. I just know how to stop the bleeding and fix dislocated limbs and such. And no pain killers too.

I don't see anything immediate though I do scowl at his bony back and ribcage. This wolf hasn't been eating, at least not well. Where is his family? I glance around but of course it's a lost cause because I would have heard or smelled someone if they were near. All I can smell is him. I glance back down, noting that he's still awake, though barely.

"Are you hurt?"

My ears flicker, wondering what happened and why he's out here in the cold with no shelter and looking like he's been dragged through hell and back.



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