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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“Pleasure is all mine, Magic. I think have had the pleasure of running into your son, Tarly..? Sweetheart he is.” The vixen smiled. She had no idea that Tarly had been wandering around the pack lands. But she was glad that he had been having adventures, meeting new people. “Oh, Tarly! I didn’t you had met him. I’m glad he’s getting out and about.” As Hellene finished up with her leg, and Magic tried not to look, as these things did quite sicken her, she trotted over to Magic. “I am only glad that you are well, Magic. Now let me have a look at you.” Magic maneuvered herself so that Hellene could see the back of her neck. As she looked around, she noticed that she really was in good shape compared to the others. Especially to Chenzii, who had walked into the clearing at that moment. She was walked with a terrible limp, and Magic couldn’t help but wince. If she had not been there, Chenzii could very well be dead. She had been Magic’s closest friend, and this relationship proved strong as the black fae leaned on the steadier vixen. The girl sighed and whispered quietly. “Oh, Chenzii.”

Hellene then moved quietly to attend Chenzii and Magic turned her head to Kalgalath. “Aside from these wounds, I have been well. I am a grandfather now. If you remember my son, Aindreas, he is a new father, though that is a story of its own making." The girl’s brows raised at that. “Oh, that’s exciting! Congratulations!” Magic believed she had met Aindreas once before, and she smiled and nodded as Kalgalath moved between the two black females to his mate. She certainly believed that she must talk to her alpha again, catch up on business within the pack and business within themselves. Within a couple of moments, Khaleesi walked in and moved directly to Hellene without even saying another word. But the female couldn’t help but feel bad. She had just reached mature age, and the battle that had taken place must have had some effect on her, as even with an adult it was a hearty struggle.

Hellene then spoke to the group as a whole, and Magic listened carefully. Understanding that she would have to come frequently, she looked over to her friend next to her. “You call for me if you need something, love. I will always always come, so don’t be hesitant to ask.” She turned back and looked onto the ground to see the herbs that she would have to take, and swallowed them down, biting back a gag at the bitterness. Magic then looked up and examined her friend before waiting for her to raise to her feet. If Chenzii was able to walk by herself, Magic would turn and head back into the direction of her den, but waited for the confirmation of her companion.

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