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 February 10, 2016 at 03:06:50 AM by Chenzii
Life was coming back to blossom as spring rolled around. The snow and ice was melting and it was growing warmer, though it would still not be considered warm. There was still a chill in the air as the weather began to change, but it was at least warmer than the frigid winter that had come to the forest. She was used to the cold, her black pelt had grown thick, which had come in handy in the cold wind, but she had been worried about the two pups she had adopted. They had been so young when they came into her care, but now they were teens and were growing up to be fine lupines. She had done all she could to help them through the winter, hunting for them and with them as prey had grown scarce, and it was hard for even the skilled hunters to find prey. They were old enough to be able to take care of themselves now, she had taught them many skills, but there was still a lot that they could learn. But she knew that if something happened to her, that the two would be okay without her, though she would do all she can to make sure they were never without her. Chenzii felt pride towards her pups as if she had birthed them herself, but she didn’t think that that was important. What was important was a bond that one grew with others, and Chenzii felt as if Vita and Mortem were her own. She was happy to see that each of them had signed up for multiple skills and new aspects of the pack after the meeting, and she was happier to see that her son had joined a group she had as well, spy training. Normally Chenzii went for warrior training with her friend Magic, but with the injury to her limb seeming to be permanent, her skills would need to be changed. She knew that she would still fight and defend the pack and her family when needed, and she would still train on her own to make sure that her skills did not weaken and her muscles stayed strong. But maybe it was time to broaden her skills, find something that would accommodate her limp better than fighting. The black female had been fairly depressed after realizing that the injury was permanent, knowing that it would affect her life and her skills as a warrior. After some time she came to the realization that she could not let it change her life. She still had so much good in her life, Vita and Mortem, her friends, her pack, her family. And moping around and injured leg would not change anything. Chenzii’s dark pelted form silently limped through the trees. It had taken some getting used to, but she had managed to be able to walk silently through the forest as she used to be able to before the injury. As she approached the call from Niara, a smile crossed her kissers as she approached the other varg. She had not spoken to Niara much yet, and needed to formally introduce herself. She saw that Rift was already there, and she remembered meeting the female a few moons back at previous pack meetings. She gave her a warm smile as she sat down opposite Niara. ”Hello Rift, it is nice to see you again. Have you been well?” Her yellow orbs changed to the other female, formally introducing herself. ”Hello Niara, I do not believe we have formally met. I’m Chenzii, new to the whole spy training. How have you enjoyed your time in Aurora so far?” "We were never meant to last," She whispers. Picture and table credit to Shyan |
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