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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Her body was ice against him, her coat partially frozen as the damp hairs succumbed to the subzero temperatures that threatened to steal life from her limp form. Kalgalath had dug as quickly as he could, but even when he first curled around her, there was a foreboding stiffness to her body. Briefly, he feared that he was too late, that she had passed despite the rare telltaling rise and fall of her ribs. But once her pelt began to defrost, her stiff spine began to curl, more moldable now than it had been before. His rough tongue swept over her coat, stealing the icicles and and drying out the hairs bit by bit. Carefully, he recleaned her wounds, debriding it of the silt and soil that had clung to her, knowing that Hellene would have to redress it - the poultice had been soaked when she had sunk through the ice of the river, and was now dripping off of her flesh like sloughing necrotic tissue.

It seemed like hours before her frigid form warmed, but he hardly noticed anything until her vocals broke the monotonous sound of his rasping tongue. 'Kalgalath… Kal, I’m s-sorry…' Her vocals seemed broken and raspy and her words all were smudged together, as if the stuttering and pushing was to get a single word out instead of a sentence. The Titan said nothing, but nuzzled her near cheek gently before his tongue swept under her chin and began to clean her neck and nape. The ess sat upward somewhat before leaning back on him, the crown of her head leaning back against him, her maw close to his audette. 'I just didn’t know what to do… she was just so sordid, so… I didn’t want to blame you Kalgalath, I just knew that I would have taken my anger out on you… I just couldn’t…' Kalgalath finally paused and lifted his head back so that his arctics fell upon her Suns. "I know, my dear. I never thought to tell you about her, because in truth there was nothing to tell. After Zig betrayed me and I exiled her, I fell into a depression and nearly gave up the throne. I thought myself worthless if my own mate could not remain loyal to me. In that time, my son, Rohan, died, and my adopted daughter Blayre grew up and grew away for me. In fact, I believe she had left the pack all together. But I just got so lonely, and when I met Hocus, I found someone to talk to. But the wolf that I met was kind and sweet, not the monsters us bitch that we saw. We only ever talked, and never spent a single night together. Soon after, I met you, and I never saw her again until the other day." He fell silent, more of his past coming to bare.

Now it was hard to imagine that he had ever conceived of the notion to give up his throne, for it contained his family and friends. But it had been a dark time. It was the past. As he looked at the female in front of him, he knew that she was his future.

'I love you Kalgalath.' Kalgalath smiled at her. He knew this, he had realized it over all of the intimate minutes that he had spent with her, but even more importantly, his feelings were of the same sort. "And I love you, Sebring." Gently, he nuzzled her, tugging gently on her audette before returning his gaze to her. "I want you in my life, Sebring, for the rest of my rule, the rest of my life, the rest of eternity. I want you at my side, helping me rule, helping me live. I want you... To be my betrothed. My mate. My queen."

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**adult*male*Aurora Borealis King*tied to Zig none*Father to Aindreas, Adara, Rohan, and Blayre**
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