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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Niara







"I am glad you have found me worthy, Niara. What would a King be without the loyalty and respect of his subjects?” Kalgalath whispered to the newcomer. Before the vixen had a chance to respond, the king lifted his mandible into the air and let out a few short, beautiful chords; he was calling for someone. Minutes later, a gray and white titan approached, and Niara dipped her heads in greeting, twitching her ears. She did not listen as the alpha and the newcomer exchanged words; instead, she scratched at the dirt with her claws. Golden portals watched the king slowly limp away into the terra to find a place to rest. “"Hello, love. As King Kalgalath said, I'm Universe. I'm an Omega of these lands. I don't know many wolves here but I have met the King, his healer Hellene, and I have my own adopted son,” the brute stated in a cautious, weary voice. “"Where would you like to go? I can show you where we have pack meetings, the creek, or maybe help you find an empty den to nestle into,” the varg offered.

”My name is Niara,” Niara responded, not having much else to offer. “I believe I am capable of finding my own den, but perhaps you could show me where pack meetings are? After all, I wouldn’t want to make a fool of myself when the time came to meet all of my family members,” the ess chimed, flashing Universe a warm, bright smile. While Niara could be quiet reserved around wolves of higher rank, such as Kalgalath, she was certainly not shy around wolves that were like herself.

For a moment, the femme reconsidered her actions. This wolf seemed weary of new wolves; had she come off too strong? No, Niara decided. I’ll get nowhere in life by being shy and quiet. As the pair traveled through the forest, a silence fell upon them. It was up to the fae to break it, it seemed. ”I think it’s kind of you to adopt a son. Most wolves nowadays only want pups of their own heritage, it seems; though I hate to admit it, I suppose I never considered adopting either,” Niara began, hoping the brute would answer. It was true; the ess had never really wanted to adopt, but then again, the thought had never really crossed her mind.

Honey colored-orbs roving over the beautiful scenery around the duo, Niara awaited a response.

Ooc: aack! This post is short, sorry, but I have little muse rn >.<


Niara – Aurora Borealis– Bound to none – Pupless – Malpal



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