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 December 28, 2015 at 07:34:42 PM by Magic


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God, she had never felt like this before.

Locked into the darkness for the past two days after the attack had led her to be tormented. Tormented even more than she had been for the past several weeks. Her den resembled a prison, as it was really her mind trapping her and fighting her insides and conscience. The female had killed two wolves. Two wolves more than ever before. But she had not hesitated, as her duty to live in a world such as this would demand actions she might not want to carry out. Still, her heart beat with recognition of the wolves that had died in the raid. Aurora had been successful, if we are willing to bend definitions. There had been a wolf who had saved her life, two in fact, deriving from a sister pack. Brothers and sisters they had been, putting their lives on the line for wolves they didn’t even know. The vixen didn’t even know her savior by name, and death was the consequence. Her family had been ripped apart and torn, Kalgalath, Chenzii, and an unknown almost beaten down. No no, they were not beaten down. As blood had spilled onto the ground they finished. And all wounds Magic had won, a ghastly wound behind her head, were small compared to others.

Two days had gone by and still blood crusted her fur on her scruff together. Even if her mind was at ease, she wouldn’t have been able to dress them herself. It was time to seek out Hellene, and make an appearance with the wolves that had put their lives on the line. Tarly was still asleep in their den, wrapped up in the warm air as the vixen lifted her lean and muscular bodice off the ground. Sunlight sprayed onto her black pelt as the cold bit at her face and toes. In fact, the vixen was sore, muscles aching from the demands put upon them. As the sun shone brightly in the brilliant blue sky, the vixen flickered her auds at the sound of a howl. What great timing as Hellene was calling to all who had been injured. Magic moved her stilts into the direction of her family, but stopped suddenly. Based on the location of her den, she would have to walk right on top of the clearing. She would have to walk right on top of the wolves she had killed, and those that had died saving her life. And she went around.

It took longer than it should have to get the vixen there, but as the sun warmed her fur she had time to think, and she entered the clearing with Hellene, Kalgalath, and the female from before. Angst hit Magic like a train when she realised that this wolf was Kal’s new mate. She had not even introduced herself, and she was but one step down from her herself. “Hello, Kal, Hellene.” She turned her head to the other female. “I’m truly sorry I didn’t introduce myself at an earlier time. I’m Magic. Pleasure to meet you, but I wish it was under better circumstances.” She looked at Kal with a gleam in her eye, as she had not talked to her friend in a very long time. “I miss our talks, Kal. Have you been well?”

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Magic
Beta of Aurora Borealis
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