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~

The sun climbed higher and higher into the clear blue sky, its heated rays threatening to break through thick foliage and wake the sleep asheness. It had been hours since her mottled knight had returned to his pack duties and she had taken to napping. It was about time for her to rise and return to civility. She moaned quietly, her limbs stretched out in front of her as she attempted to push herself into a sterna position. Her lids opened and closed rapidly, blinking away the sleep which had accumulated in her ducts while she slept. Sebring’s golden lanterns focused on the sunlight that was shining through the cascade of vines at the entrance to Kalgalath’s den. She smiled to herself, and continued to stretch out her limbs. Her spine popped into place and she shook out the dust which had settled on her pelt to finish her morning routine.

Sebring padded to the entrance of the den and pushed her way through the vines, letting their tendrils comb her fur into an acceptable look. The sunlight blinded her momentarily as she waited for her pupils to shrink back down and her vision to return to normal. She canvassed the area that she now stood, the ravine wasn’t far out of reach but she didn’t feel her body was ready to trek through such rough terrain again. She looked to the area surrounding and found the tree’s extending out in every direction. Sebring swiveled her head back forth trying to figure out which way to go. Suddenly Kal’s scent reached her nares and she smiled. Her cranium lowered to the ground and she let her tracking senses take over leading her towards where Kalgalath had headed. Tree’s surrounded her as she continued to traverse the land, but she would not be troubled by the unknown territory. At least that’s what she hoped until she lost her lover’s scent. Sebring stumbled to a stop and looked around. She realized she had crossed a creek and Kalgalath’s scent had been washed away. She shook her head with a dejected look and continued to pad forwards hoping she would come to an area of some semblance to the places which she had seen.

She seemed to have been wondering on for an hour before she came upon a clearing. She looked around taking her in surroundings before she realized where she was. She was at the clearing which Kalgalath had described as one of his favorite places in the packlands. Sebring smiled to herself at the memory of their time spent together, though it had only been mere hours ago. She padded towards the rock and sat at the base looking up. Her lids partially obscuring her view as she attempted to block out the sunlight. Her tail swept back and forth along the ground as she tried to imagine her mottled knight standing tall and proud on the stone, addressing his packmates.

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

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



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