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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Posted on June 25, 2015 at 02:45:37 AM by Tarly
You May Be a Coward, but You’re Not Stupid  |
_________________________________________________________________________ No matter what Shae, or anyone else for that matter, said to him he was always afraid. No words that anyone said ever helped with his fears, and the shame he constantly felt made him feel worse. Even though he was not the only one of his siblings to be leaving the pack they had been born into, he still felt like the kalak that had raised him didn’t want him, that he had messed up. Maybe it was because he was always so afraid, because he was never brave and strong like Shae always wanted him to be. Even though the femme said that she loved him and that she would always be looking after him, he had his doubts, as he always did. No matter what anyone told him, he never truly trusted their words, and he didn’t know how to trust. He was afraid that he never would know how to trust. Just one more fear to add to the list. Tarly’s small gray form, with his uniquely patterned stripe, trembled on the ground, afraid of what was going to happen now that they were in the lands of another pack. What if they rejected him? What if they said he wasn’t good enough, wasn’t strong enough, wasn’t worthy enough to be in this pack. He felt so useless, all the time, and he didn’t see how any pack would want him. When the form of a black female made its way through the trees, he tried to hide more, as if he could just disappear into the grass that he was hiding behind. Tarly knew that it was impossible to just disappear, he had tried to do just that many times before. And it never worked. The female kept getting closer. She looked confused, and asked why Shae had called her there. Tarly did not know why his mother…no…Shae had called this particular female, he thought it was going to be someone random adopting him, he didn’t realize that Shae already had someone picked out for him. This was one of the only comforts he had, if Shae trusted this femme then surely he could too? He could try anyways. When the kalak said that he was to be this female’s son, her yellow orbs met his pale gray ones. Her eyes seemed kind enough, they were warm looking, like the sun. When the black femme said that Shae was going to have to explain, Tarly cowered again into the grass. She didn’t want him. She could already tell that he was not good enough and that he would be a bad son. There was no way he was going to find a new family here. The young pup forced himself not to cry in front of Shae, not again. Somehow, the young brujo forced himself to tell the femme his name, as if that would somehow make a difference at all to the female that had already, rightfully so, rejected him. But then he was surprised when she spoke once more to him, her words the opposite of a rejection. “Hello, Tarly. My name is Magic. You are going to stay with me for awhile if that is okay with you.” And now he had a word to match her face. Did she actually want him? Or did she only feel obligated to take him in because Shae had brought him to her? He did not know, but he knew if he went off on his own that he would not survive. So really he had no choice, which made him even more anxious. There was very little that did not make him anxious. The brute tried to stand, but his pillars were shaking too much, so he stayed close to the ground to hide some of his fears. ”M…m…Magic.” As much as he tried, he could not make his vocals steady. ”Do…do…do you actually want me? I d…don’t want to be…a….a burden to you.” He had to force the words out, to make sure that it would be real if he went with her. His pale gray orbs looked to the ground, afraid to see disappointment or shame in the yellow orbs of this femme that was offering to take him. Picture credit to Jozlen! ________________________________________________________________________ |
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