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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Nightmares had haunted Unmöglich. Every time he would fall into slumber, he always had the most vivid and frightening, at least to him, dreams. Sometimes it was detailed memories of his past, but most of the time, it dealt with Magic. Guilt knows it's ways of getting to you, yes? And it isn't the easiest thing to drop especially in a situation like his own.

His ear would of flicked if he had an ear. "Glitch. Wake up and come out here to talk to me." His eyes had shot open. One thing had run through his mind, Magic? Why would she still want even see me? He stood up, with a bit of struggle, and hobbled out of the den.

The sunlight had hit his patchy fur, skin showing in some spots. His eyes were still as dull as ever, seeing Magic as a blotchy figure. Her eyes, from what he could tell, showed no emotion, and if they did, it would be anger. Glitch took a breath, looking down, guilt being the second thing that clouded his eyes. "Look, I can understand if you can't take me back or accept my apology, or even listen to my words that I am about to give," He paused, looking up at her again. "I fear not being accepted. Not being good enough. You deserve much better than I. The second time I left, I started feeling guilty for leaving you. It became hard to stay, only because of the fear of not being accepted back. I could tell you would get angry and upset for my absences..." He sighed, looking down again. "I was expecting you to be not so happy with me again, and if this may be the final chance, then so be it. It's what I deserved for leaving you to try and better myself but it just made it worse." Sitting down, he turned his eyes away and watched a little dandelion flutter in the breeze.

Hell, that dandelion had more freedom and beauty than himself. Here Unmöglich was, with 2 full legs. One part of a leg. A slit for an ear. Half blind, heading towards fully blind. Patchy, gnarly, and thinning fur. Bite marks along his bodice. He was quite a mess.

Before looking away from the dandelion, he whispered, "I've always been a failure, haven't I?" He then looked back at Magic, and down once again.



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




.:. Unmöglich .:. Aurora Borealis- Beta .:. Binded to Magic .:. Heirs .:. Adult .:. Male .:.
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