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 17, 2016 at 08:35:55 PM by Magic


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The black vixen hugged the treeline by the shore, black pelt standing out against the snow like a white star in a black sky. Winter always demanded a more skilled art of prowling, giving a blank canvas, literally. Her lean bodice stayed near the protection of the trees as the gray sky painted pictures with the snow falling to the ground. Her amber gaze, however, had dulled from the last couple of days. Magic had been one to fight for what she loved, but this was the first time she had killed another wolf; this was the first time she had let another wolf die for her. She tried her best to justify that these creatures were torn by evil and greed, but she did it in vain. Day after day and night after night she kept picturing those wolves as pups, being taught that evil was their good. So she tried to forget, and busied herself every day and night with her own tasks. Magic had been the one to patrol the border twice a day, her only wound from the attack being on the back of her neck. It was a miracle as she was the one who had been the least injured. Kal, Chenzii, and Sebring had fallen victim to the worst, and Magic had tried her best to pick up the loose ends for her family.

The injury on her neck had started to heal completely, tissue starting to cause a scar over the top of her scruff, hair growing back very slowly. She still had Hellene do her business, but Magic was progressing. Magic was staying strong. The black female had walked home one evening and Tarly had asked her what had happened. And she told him in the most non-detailed way as possible. He deserved to know a piece of the truth, but she would keep her own struggles and fears from him. Magic would have to endure them on her own. As the wind danced around her black stilts, her auds perked at the sound of a howl, thundering over the pines and reaching out across the lake in front of her. A pack meeting. It had been awhile since Magic had seen all the wolves together in one place. In fact, she had not even been able to introduce herself to many of them. Rising from the ground, the black shadow moved her form into the direction of her den. This, as well, would be Tarly’s very first pack meeting, and she wanted to accompany him to it. It did in fact take her a little out of her way, but the vixen knew they would make it on time.

She didn’t even approach her den all the way, seeing the small form of her son outside the mouth. “Come on, Tarly. Let’s go.” Magic slowed her pace as she let her son walk next to her and smiled. Tarly had been a surprise, and she was glad he was hers. In a time of great sorrow, she had needed someone to guide her through the darkness. Tarly did in fact need Magic, but Magic did in fact need Tarly. The clearing came upon them faster than expected, Magic taking in the sight of the wolves already there. She recognized her friend Chenzii’s new adopted pups, as she had met them once before. She smiled. “Good morning Vita, Mortem.” Sebring and Kal stood together atop the boulder in the center of the clearing. The last time two wolves had stood there was a time that seemed to be so far in the past. The time of Zig was a hard one for her friend, the period in which the band of blacks and a molten gray had had their hearts destroyed by outside forces. But now there was sun. Now their was hope.

“Kal, Sebring. Good morning. This is my son, Tarly. I know you’ve met him before, Sebring. He’s excited to see you again.” Magic looked down at her son, knowing that he was shy and he could speak if he wanted to. She turned and took a seat facing her alphas. There was another wolf in the clearing, and she looked to him, knowing she had never met him before. “Good morning. My name is Magic. Have you been in Aurora for awhile?”

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Magic
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