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 24, 2016 at 07:16:37 PM by Hellene
The fae offered her condolences quietly, and Hellene did not miss her body trembling ever so faintly. ‘I'm sorry for your loss miss... I too have lost loved ones, and I fear it is never easy.’ Hellene nodded her head and whimpered a single last time. There was more than one way to lose a loved one, not only through death. Even after the deaths of her friends in the fight with the stray pack, there had been another death – Universe’s – which she still knew nothing about. She had not wanted to push Brendon too hard, for the teenager was in even more pain that Hellene herself was. Still, Hellene was curious, and would get to the bottom of it before long. But even with the loss of friends and family, there was still the need to help others. For whatever reason – perhaps the pain had beaten down her cold extremity, temporarily disabled her firewalls – Hellene was been warm. She was being kind to a stranger, hell she was even welcoming her home. But this fae, reminded Hellene of herself when she was younger. Athene had always protected Hellene, who would protect this faeling… and so the timberess had insisted that Cliché follow her. ‘If you insist, then it would hardly be polite of me to decline. I'll journey back to your home with you, Miss Hellene, but I'll be gone at the first sign of hostility. I have no room in my life for any more pain. Should your family accept me I will do my best to help you heal their ailments, to repay the kindness you have extended to me in my time of need.’ Hellene tilted her head and smiled, near laughing. “Oh honey, I’m usually the one who is hostile. Kalgalath… well he describes our pack as a family. A home to those who need sanctuary – he has just made jobs for those in the pack that want them so that we can rely on each other to teach us what we are interested in, and then specialize.” Hellene smiled and turned, her nares pointing back toward the packgrounds. The trip was a long one, quite a few hours of travel as the pack was almost on the other side of Blossom Forest, but the trip was an easy one. Staircase Falls fed the River that eventually fed the Lake that served as one edge to the pack. They traveled steadily down the river, and Hellene stopped once or twice in order to lower her head and drink from its cool, clean waters, sating her thirst. Finally, they reached the edge of the pack, made up of an intermingling sense of Sebring and Kalgalath. Tilting her head back, she inhaled deeply and let loose a howl before turning back to Cliché. “You only need to cross over, Cliché, and you will have a home… a home and a family.” __________________________________________ |
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