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 July 6, 2015 at 03:22:53 AM by Khaleesi
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_________________________________________________________________________ The femme had been having more and more nightmares recently. She had been trying to sleep in her own den more often, and not force herself into her mother’s den anymore, but it was still hard for her, even though she was an adult now. When she thought about it, she got embarrassed. She wondered how many other adults woke up crying and screaming from some unknown assailant and needed their mother. It was not something that she wanted the rest of the pack to know, but she knew that Hellene would not judge her for it, nor would she turn her away. Her mom often came off as a jerk sometimes to others, rash and sometimes harsh, but Khaleesi knew her better. She knew that the femme that came off as stubborn and impatient was really a kind ess that loved her family and would do anything for them, just as Khaleesi would do anything for her mother and brother. And the white femme still needed her mother clearly. Some nights were harder than others for the femme. Some nights she didn’t wake up at all, sleeping through the night and waking up in her den in the morning feeling refreshed and ready to take on a new and exciting day. There were some nights when she woke up and felt as if something was after her, but she was able to calm herself down and go back to sleep. But then there were those nights when she needed Hellene and Destan by her side to recover. It was always a dark figure, somehow she knew that it was a brute, and he always chased her. She was in a maze of cave, cold puddles on the ground that her paws splashed through when she ran, terror filling her as she gasped for breath. The longer she ran, the closer the shadowy brute got to her and the harder it was to breathe. She would run and run, getting lost in the seemingly endless caverns of darkness until she awoke, barely able to breathe and often crying. She had no idea what this nightmare was about, and she was afraid to ask her mom so she always lied whenever Hellene asked about it. When she awoke from one of these night terrors, she would slink out of her den and squeeze herself into Hellene’s den where Destan was too sometimes. She would force her fully grown sized bodice into the den and lean against her mother until she would fall back asleep and then sleep through the night without being plagued by demons. But despite the terrors of the night, Khaleesi was still able to keep up the happy and carefree femme that she was during the day. None of the other lupines in her pack, besides Hellene and Destan, would be able to tell that she was battling such terrors in her den at night. She awoke one morning, thankfully in her own den and feeling refreshed and ready to see what adventures she could find today. She pushed her ivory pelt through the ferns that hid her den from wandering eyes, just as her mother had taught her to do, and into the sunlight. She took a moment to stretch her limbs and get ready for a morning run. She liked to stay in shape and run every morning, to help wake herself up and be prepared for anything. Khaleesi also just thought it was fun to run through the trees. As she trotted off and began loping through the trees she heard the vocals of a familiar femme, her mother. With a smile on her kissers she turned in the direction that Hellene was calling from. As Khaleesi trotted through the trees she recognized the path that she was going on she could only assume that Hellene had chosen the clearing where Kalgalath would call pack meetings. She thought of her mom leading a pack meeting like the alpha and a laugh escaped her throat at the silly thought. When the femme pushed through the trees and into the clearing she saw that she was the first to answer her mother’s call. Khaleesi was excited to begin learning about healing, something that Hellene seemed confident she would be good at. She was curious to see who else would come by and learn from the skilled healer. With a wag of her plume she trotted over to where her mother was in the center of the cleating. ”Hey mom! Is it time to start learning about healing?” Even though the femme was now a full grown adult, she still got excited about everything, just like a pup. Really she was still a pup at heart, and hoped she always would be. Her ears perked up, listening to see if anyone else would approach them. Picture credit to Charity! ________________________________________________________________________ |
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