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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All had been silent, with no drama to break the peace that had settled over the terra with the cold harsh winter. Most hated that season - for it was unbreakingly quiet. Food was often scarce. But Hellene had enjoyed the past season for there had been no danger brought to their doorstep. Nothing to threaten the safety of her or her pups. For they were indeed dear to her, and she would do anything to protect them, especially while they were still young and impressionable. Khaleesi - she was growing, both physically and mentally... but Destan was further behind. He was scared of the world in its entirely, but even he was improving. He was more social, especially when his sister was around. She made him bold, or at least bolder than he normally was.

But spring was coming, and with it would be danger. it would be soon be rutting season for the bucks, which could trample them in their shows of superiority. They were small enough that another wolf could steal them up as an easy meal... but more than that, with the warming weather came the newcomers. They would walk in all cocky, thinking they were deserving of the world and of a rank. That they would be hot shit, worthy of trust and responsibility... but their history was their baggage, and it was their baggage that made them dangerous. It made them unknown.

So when an alien call summoned forth a ranked member for admittance, she left her den to search out the unknown and make it known. By the edge of the terra was a dappled brute with emeralds peering into the woods, looking for who would come forward to greet him. Had she been her sister, she would have hidden behind a tree and observed him for a while, but stealth was not her forte. No, as she approached, twigs crackled and leaves rustled, her direct straightforward approach bringing her directly in front of him.

Her plume curled over her dorsum, not stiff, as Kalgalath's would have been, but enough to show her rank. "Name and reason for being here. Now." Her ambers peered at him coldly. she was not one for hand holding and coddling - she would be straight forward and to the point.

||Hellene|| ||No Mate|| ||Aurora Borealis – Zeta || ||Adult|| || Mother to Khaleesi and Destan || ||*Azura*||





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