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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Aindreas

She would hardly look at him, anger filling her broken face when Aindreas confirmed her accusation - that he had failed to kill the demon. No doubt it was more obvious within her orbs but they were hidden from his sight. Instead he saw her body motions - the way she suddenly tensed up, how she shifted ever so slightly away from him. He understood why she was feeling what she was feeling, but despite his crimes Aindreas could not bring himself to commit murder. Should this brute be locked up and guarded at all times, yes. But death was so final, so fatal. Who was Aindreas to be prosecutor, judge, jury and executioner all in one? But still he had gone to the demon's side, whispering promises of a slow and painful death, of a fight with a more permanent outcome, before returning to her side, offering her his aid whether it meant being her cart or her crutch. Immediately, the anger subsided from the tiny ess and she softened. Once more her gaze met his and she swallowed before pushing through a whisper of words, denying his offer. The snowed Titan managed to offer her a smile, his uninjured aud flicking toward her. "You need not ask, Miss Losa. It is a service I offered up freely. You are more hurt than I and both of us need to be tended to. I happen to be on good terms with a healer, and as you still have no pack scent upon you I assume you do not. Think of it instead as calming my own fears for your safety if I instead were to leave you here to your own devices.' Immediately, he lowered himself to the soil and she managed somehow to throw herself across his back, and slowly he stood so as not to jostle her. Nausea and pain hit him and he still for a moment to force down the urge to spill the contents of his abdomen on the ground, his lids fluttering from the agony, but then he began to move, each step slow and graceful, as smooth as he could muster. Once Hellene had met them and Aindreas had done as she had directed, moving to Hellene's den, he had braced himself so that the ess could slip from his back, before he collapsed himself into oblivion.

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Hellene

While the two slept - or rather rested in their comatose state - Hellene went to work grooming them. She could not dress their wounds until they were clean, and could not make them ingest anything until they woke. It was slow going, but Hellene did it meticulously, starting with the ess. The timberess could only imagine what had happened, but the state that the teen was in painted a rather graphic image. One of pain and torture and rape. Hellene did not want her to wake and still have the brute's scent upon her. But when she was about halfway done with her, having cleaned only her head and her chest, Hellene left to get some herbs to leave within the den, fragrant herbs to block their nares - lavendar and rose. When she returned, she found herself staring at a standoff between an unknown brute who was also covered in blood and Sebring and Khaleesi. She stood still, hackles raising as she slowly dipped her head to drop the flowers. This was one hell of a start to the day. Sebring growled at him, warning him and threatening him as she positioned herself between the stranger and the injured pair within her own den. Hellene barked sharply, announcing herself as she had arrived behind the stranger, and hoped that she would wake up the Alpha's son. While she had no desire to push him any further than his limits had already been stressed, there was nothing that could be done, and between those present, he had the highest level of skill by far. She was terrified for Khaleesi, especially because of how tormented her daughter had been as of late, but proud too, of how she stood to fight despite her fear.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Aindreas

It was only a dream, wasn't it? That the day may perhaps be getting worse, that growls and threats were being spoken near him? Was it just his memory recalling what had already occurred? But then a sharp bark roused him, and immediately pain came rushing in. Lids rose but his pupils would not constrict, his injuries having temporarily damaged his nerves, pain and exhaustion making it all the worse. So instead he closed his eyes and trusted his other senses. Words and motions were easy enough to make out, as were scents. Hellene's fragrance was closest though it was distorted... Her daughter? It was also farther away, and then there was Sebring's... And another. A brute, one who Aindreas did not recognize, but his scent was somewhat familiar for some reason.

Threats were spilt and spitted and the ivoro pulled himself from the ground, muscles screaming in protest as he slipped from Losa's side. Stumbling to the head of the cavern he bumped into Hellene's kin and forced his lids open. Minuscule muscles strained to pull on his pupil, bringing the scene into focus. Another fight was about to break out, and for a moment he mistook the brute as the demon, covered in blood as he was... But no. The coat... The eyes... It was all different. And his scent... Had it not been painted upon Losa's coat? "Leave him be for now. He did no harm to us." He had caught onto the tail end of the ... 'Conversation' that the demon had had with Losa, about a boyfriend, someone that Losa had been concerned about. Could this be he? "Losa is alive and shall be fine. I am sure she would be relieved if she woke to see you." Hellene's kin spoke to him gently, inquiring about his injuries and he nodded to her. "Aye, that... That will be... Fine..." His vocals faded as he collapsed once again, halfway in and halfway out of the den.

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Hellene

Whoever it was, Aindreas did not seem bothered by him, and she rolled her eyes as he collapsed again. Now that the fuse had been put out, she took over her roll and barked out orders. "Sebring, drag Aindreas out of there, the idiot had the gall to have a flare for dramatic and blocked the entrance. Then I need you to help me dress his wounds as we practiced, mix everything in your poultice as he cannot eat it. Khaleesi you do the same the the faeling within - Losa was her name. Be tender and gentle, her day has been worse than you could ever imagine. As for you, sir." Cold ambers shifted to the brute. "If you know anything about healing then help, but if not then sit down and shut up until I have time to deal with you. One wrong move, buddy, and I will make you minced meat and make you fertilizer for my garden." Hellene was small, petite even... But she strong an imposing figure. Not waiting for a response, she picked up the roses and lavenders that she had dropped and threw them into the den. "Ugh this stench is going to take forever to get out of the walls."



Is it alright if I look you two over? Assess your injuries? It looks like you need immediate treatment.” She waited for approval if they were conscious enough to give it, but if not she would carefully begin to nose every inch of them, assessing broken bones and open wounds while she waited for Hellene to return with instructions on what to do.

Through trial and error, pain and suffering,
And their ability to conquer their own faults


Aindreas || Ivoro || Moondown Shadows - Epsilon || Lonely Heart || Sin, Pandora, Famous, Drizzt, Psycho ||


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