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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Oh how the night was beckoning her. She had not spent so much of her time outside of the place that she loved. The day was now her realm, as she had a pack to take care of, and it required the light of the sun as her companion. It was harsher though, she discovered. Some days it would wrap around her and make her feel loved again. But other times she would feel like she was burning, suffocation under a lamp of fire. However, today was one of those days where all she did was sleep. The snow was just leaving, patches of white a constant reminder that winter has come and passed. And she was tired for no reason at all. So she stood atop a rock overlooking the great lake to the south, wind pushing back her hair as the starlight drifted down towards her. It revived her, sending amounts of breath into her lungs and filling herself with a powerful desire. All she had wanted to do was run. So run she did.

She launched herself off of the boulder she was upon and unsheathed her claws, tearing away at the earth as she found her gait once again and sprinted through the trees. Her eyesight was just as she had left it, powerful and overlooking the dark shadows of sentinels marking the sky. Tall they stood, pine needles and all facing the moon with a kind of hunger she had herself. Air pushed the vixen forward, a gleam in her amber pools as she bounced over a river and started to sprint up a hill. Flecks of green across the sky reminded her of her home, how happy she was and how a lifetime could fit into a couple seconds. Because that was all it was, right? A grasp on time is only available to those who know what it is, and that time can run out. The trees started to thin and the snow started to disappear as the dark brown of the pine needles mixed with the dirt underneath them. The fae jumped over a log, back talons piercing the rotting wood and launching herself forward a greater distance. But the flash of white sent her skidding.

There, in the middle of the darkness, standing out from the rest of the terrain, lay a white foot. No She looked around, frantic this time, taking in her surroundings and scenting the air around her. It was her den, and the cologne lingering in the air she had not tasted in weeks. No, it had not been weeks, but months on end this scent had vanished from her life. “Glitch.” Her voice was barely a whisper, the breeze around her barely understanding the word itself.

So. He had returned. A wave of different emotions took her by storm. At a moment, she felt gratitude, relief. But only for the smallest of seconds because it was flooded out of her in the same fashion in which it had come in. And it was replaced with anger. This was the third, fourth time he had left? And he still had the audacity to come back, lay in her den, and pretend that everything was ok? For it was he that left her, time and time again even after she had offered to help him with whatever he was feeling. So many times she had wanted to feel whatever it was that she called love and he had not been there. She didn’t think she knew what it meant. Did she even know this wolf? Had she ever? Taking a deep breath, she calmed herself, regaining her stature and lowering herself to the mouth of her home. “Glitch. Wake up and come out here to talk to me.” Her vocals held no emotion, as she was not feeling them. She wanted an explanation. She wanted answers. But most importantly, she wanted her life back, and he was holding her down.

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