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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Just a wolf. A wolf alone in a world where he was supposed to be promised to another. A wolf alone when he was never supposed to be that way again. A wolf. Just a wolf. But he had not even realized the way he took this promise for granted. What that wrong of him? Was it wrong of him to assume that he could make decisions with another? Was it wrong to think that she would not abandon him? Perhaps that was why she had left him; to teach him a lesson to not think that she would always be there for him. Aurora seemed like the best bet in order for him to make amends. Again. It had been not long ago (a year?) when his giant paws had been in the same place at the moment now. The burn of pine set a twang in his nares, the lake off into the distance a reminder of what had happened before. Strangely, it made him smile. Despite having that been a moment of pure fear and terror, it was the moment he had been given a clarity. A nice present for a week filled with angst and peril. But it was worth it. It truly was.

His howl burned the back of his throat, his voice being used to calmly call the sister of his mate. He was excited to see the girl on her own terms despite the circumstances. He had never actually thanked her for helping to find Athene way back when. In fact, the varg didn’t really think he knew much about her. Perhaps that should change...It was not several moments before the vixen appeared through the trees, and a strike hit Zev in his chest. Though both siblings were different, he could see the ways in which they were the same. But Hellene was not the wolf he had fallen in love with. “Hello, Zev, how are you? Where is my sister, is she showing up later on?” So she had not seen the vixen either, which meant that she had not come here. The titan’s auds flickered upon his head as he lowered his gaze to the ground. His tongue licked his lips before he lifted his molten gray head again, black face meeting the gaze of his friend.

“No, actually. I came here to ask if you had seen her, but you’ve already answered that question.” He lowered his rump to the ground as he looked at the female with a small smile. He couldn’t help but feel the top of his head heat again. How wonderful it must look for a wolf to crawl to his mate’s sister for a second time because he lost her. Like losing a dead rabbit. Well, that wasn’t really fair; dead rabbits don’t run. “Do you mind refreshing my memory on, uh, what he did last time?” Even the smile he plastered onto his mandible did nothing for his embarrassment.





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