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 January 16, 2016 at 09:40:07 PM by Chenzii
The air in Blossom had grown extremely cold as the heart of winter overtook the lands. The extreme cold not only made it uncomfortable to be out in the open for too long, but it was also making it much harder to find food. The plants that the deer and other prey relied on had all died much too quickly and they were slowly starving to death. If a wolf or other predator managed to find one that was not already dead, it had very little meat on them and there was not enough nourishment. Chenzii’s form was starting to show signs of the famine as her muscles became leaner and her fat all but disappeared. If it was not for her thick pelt, her ribs would be showing as well, but luckily she always grew out a think black coat when it grew cold. Whenever she found food she gave it to her adopted kin, Vita and Mortem. Even though they were teens now and had learned how to hunt, it was exceptionally difficult this winter and she wanted to give them all the help that she could, and them having more weight to grow was more important to her than her own health. Not only was the famine wearing on Chenzii and making it difficult to find food, but because of the injuries she had sustained from the attack of rogue wolves, it was near impossible for her to hunt. Luckily her pack was not just her pack, but her family, and it was not hard for her to find help to feed herself and her young when they really needed it. She did not always like asking for help, but she knew it was necessary if she were to survive the winter, and that was what her family was for. If the roles had been reversed and someone else in her pack was hurt as she was, she would not hesitate to help them. But she was the one who woke with sore muscles in her shoulder that morning, wincing slightly as she squeezed through the den. Adopting Vita and Mortem was one of the more positive aspects of her life right now, and luckily they helped to keep her active despite her injury. If she had still been alone then she was more likely to have grown depressed and just stayed in her den on her own, doing the injured muscles a disservice by letting them grow stiff with unused. But with the two growing teens she went out on border patrols with them, continued to help them hunt, and began teaching them how to fight and defend for themselves. It made her sad sometimes to see how quickly they were growing up, and it felt like they had just been small and frightened pups yesterday. But Chenzii was also fiercely proud of how far they had come, especially with what they had witnessed with their birth mother at such a young age. The black femme waited patiently outside the den until the teens came out, one black as herself and one the opposite, white as snow. When they came out she gave them a warm smile, and each a quick lick on the ear before addressing them. ”Good morning loves. What would you like to do today?” OOC: If you want we can have Magic come back into this thread since we didn’t actually get to have Chenzii introduce them before now that we started a new thread with them as teens, up to you =) "We were never meant to last," She whispers. Picture and table credit to Shyan |
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