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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It was a cold, stark night; Full of possibilities. Yet, the night had come and darkness cloaked the enemy in shadows. The days light had come with that of visibility, the sight of blood that stained the ground. Everyone was gone it had seemed. Picked off by ravenous hunger that drove the neighboring beats. They feared the pour of the family. A massacre; All but the body of the Princess. Her intentions never strayed from the heart or mind, always pure. Had it been that she had fled? Kidnapped? All he could do was blame himself. For it was he who had been sent to keep watch of the lands. Yet it was he who had gotten distracted, he who had ventured for a midnight snack. They were dead because he failed.

He had to find her, his darling sister was meant to rule Romes empire as a Queen one day. Yet there was nothing left to rule besides the murderers who stained their paws in blood. He needed her. She had to be alive. She had to be in his life. A part of him had to be still there. He couldn't lose himself, not now. His search resulted to him finding her stench in a field of growing flowers among the many. He couldn't bare to live without the only sibling he may have had left; the only other royal among his bloodline. Yet his search needed to be put on hold. He needed to rest. It was apparent she had stopped in this forest a gained a friend. A male. His scent lingered.

White striped paws padded silently forth as his crested crown turned up to the sky. He called forth anyone whom may bring him inside.



"Tonight her beautiful exterior may crash and burn to ash."





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