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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I will protect this land and all its members. Yes, I would like a tour please, if it’s not too much trouble.’ Hellene smiled at him and sighed, nodding slowly. “Then a tour you shall receive. Follow me.” The timberess turned away from the brute, heading toward the woods and the interior of the pack. First, she brought him to the clearing in the very center of the terra. The change in scenery was immediate. It went from a densely thicketed woodland to a meadow – there was no thinning of the trees, or anything else to tell of the meadow’s presence. “This, Joker, is where our pack meetings will take place. Every once in a while, you can also see the Aurora Borealis from here. It happens only occasionally, a few nights out of the year, and you can only see them on the clearest of nights. But it is beautiful – a sight worth seeing at least once in your life.” Hellene glanced around, enjoying the meadow just like she always did. It was so peaceful, so calming. The fae paused a few minutes, allowing Joker to explore if he wished before moving on, turning back into the woods. She walked south, and after about a half hour of silence, the scenery began to change once more, but this time the change in scenery was gradual. The treeline started to thin, and the footing on the ground became harder, less earthy and more gravelly. Hellene heard the click of her nails upon the gravel and she smiled, parting kissers. The lake slowly came into view, the water mostly calm. The breeze was gentle today, only making the water lap silently and gently against the shore. The timberess propelled herself toward the water’s edge, pink tongue falling out of her maw and lapping at the cold, refreshing liquid. “This is our own private entrance to Leisure Lake, Joker. Enjoy it. These are the two most important places in the terra. The rest, I shall leave to you to explore.” She turned around, and gestured with toward a mountain whose peak could just be seen over the top of the trees. “If you head toward that mountain, you will find cavernous dens in which you can sleep. They are quiet, comfortable and separate. However, you will be safe no matter where you choose to rest. There are also hidden grove in and among the dense trees. I can help you find one of them if you would rather sleep there. My own is a cave, though it is at the border so that I can be closer to the grass. It is nearly impossible to grow herbs in the dry soil of the mountain... only at its base is it healthy enough.

||Hellene|| ||I hold my own heart|| ||Aurora Borealis – Delta || ||Adult|| || Mother to Khaleesi, Destan ||



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