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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~I hope you smile when you look down on me~

A gentle rumbling laughter tickled the ashen girls audits, and his cranium swept back and forth, “You don’t owe me anything, Sebring. I am glad… I am glad only that you have come into my life, no matter the means.” His words elicited small, meek laughter laced with an embarrassed tone. Her cheeks flushed crimson with heat, though that seemed to be a common occurrence now. The heat between them was increasing, and Sebring hoped she wasn’t the only one feeling it. She wanted to return to her full figured, well muscled body so she could attract her mottled knight’s attention in a more intimate and sensual way. Sebring didn’t feel judged by Kalgalath, but being with him made her want to be a better wolfess. She wanted so desperately to impress him, to show him that she was worth his time.

Her mind did not slow down when they curled up together. Her heart beat faster and harder and she could only hope that Kalgalath didn’t notice this increased tempo. And besides, she owed him an explanation. As Sebring told her woes aloud it made the ashen ess realize that her father was nothing more than a ghost. He could do her no harm, as long as she wouldn’t let his memory control her future. And with Kalgalath by her side there was no room for her father’s horrid memory or existence, though she still cringed and shrunk away from his ghastly image. His bloody pools boring holes into her bare soul, and slowly ripping away her existence, but her knight quickly pulled her back to reality. His muzzle buried into the base of her audit.

A warm feeling spread across her crown as he gently licked her audit, smoothing the fur. She purred quietly, her mind reaching a dull hum. “How many times do I have to tell you, Sebring, that I am not going to leave you. Get some rest now and forget. You will feel better in the morning.” A smile drifted across her placid features as she reached to return the affection. Her tongue tracing a gentle line across his cheek bone to the base of her ear, “Sweet dreams Kalgalath, darling.” Her words were soft, and her breath was hot on his skin. Her muscles relaxed letting her bodice ease into Kalgalath’s strong frame. A whispering sigh escape Sebring as she laid her head down to sleep, the words laid on the tip of her tongue, but she held her tongue. The swirling darkness begging to take control of her mind and body.

~:*:~


The sun’s rays were just casting their first light, but the fir’s thick branches blocked them out. The darkness stayed, and the ashen girl was evermore thankful. Her eyelids fluttered open as the sound of chirping birds drifted into the cool den. Their twitterings were playful and joyous making Sebring have hope for the day to come. Her ashy fur was mixed into Kalgalath’s darker pelt, making each motion sensational. Her skin tingled and prickled, and was quickly replaced with heat as she awoke. The slow beat of her heart stayed steady though, she was not embarrassed or even shy. Sebring was happy and comfortable in the arms of her mottled knight. Sebring turned her crown, golden pools searching for his icy skies, but grey lids still laid still over them. She smiled to herself, he looked content and relaxed, more than he had been in the last day or so of her arrival. She leaned into his frame, drawing warmth. Her tongue curled around his ear, the same way he had done to her last night. It was her gentle way of awakening Kalgalath if he was a light sleeper. “Good morning Kalgalath.” She whispered gently in his ear, her voice soft so as not to startle him.


"They’re only baby scars," She whispers.

~Sebring~ :: ~Femme~ :: ~Adult~ :: ~Indebted to Kalgalath~ :: ~Aurora Borealis~ :: ~No Realtions~




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