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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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Again, he had left. He was clueless on what was happening in his life. His mind had become clouded, and he didn't know what it arose from. He sighed, walking to his own den. Where has Magic gone? He wondered, but yet did not do anything. She'd probably gotten tired of him by now. Constantly leaving, Ugh, what a big mistake I've made. He munched on a stray rabbit he had found, sleeping. He hated to kill it, he did.

Wandering back on to the pack grounds was probably not the best idea, since he hadn't been in the pack lands for so long. But honestly, he couldn't give a damn. He couldn't give a damn about anything. Glitch had just kind of become dark from a shadow one would call guilt. This shadow had already swallowed him whole. The color in his mismatched eyes was dull, never showing any emotion anymore. The what used to be blue-grey (from his blindness) has now just been covered by the blindness fog. No blue like the night moon. He was starting to go blind in his amber eye, as his already bad vision was starting to become splotchy. Well shit... Glitch thought, as he laid down in his den.

His white paw was hanging out of the den entrance, someone could easily think it was prey, like a rabbit or something. The rest of his body was englufed by the darkness of his den. Hell, it's probably not even his den anymore. He sighed, avoiding looking at the sunset. The rays weren't so appealing anymore.

Now, don't get me wrong, Glitch still loved Magic. He'd do anything for her. Just he had become numb from all the guilt gnawing at his skin. Literally. He started biting at himself to possibly rid of guilt and only feel the pain, leaving his used to be silky black fur patchy and stiff. He didn't want anybody seeing him like this. He had started this habit a while ago, but it just got worse the more he was away from Magic.

Not like it matters now, he thought. "She's probably gone and done with me by now." He whispered to himself, before falling asleep.



"Enjoy your life now before it changes to ash..." He advises.




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