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 March 22, 2016 at 10:10:00 PM by Magic
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The sky glowed with a bright blue as the black vixen wove herself between the trees. Pine trailed up her nares as she let her bodice enter the periodic patches of sunlight. Since the time of the pack meeting, Magic had just been looking after herself and her son as spring came around the corner and turned the dull gray world into a sparkling new one. But spring was well on its way towards summer, and the days grew longer and brighter with warmth starting to stay within the air as night fell. However, the vixen found herself walking through the forest well past mid-day, travelling throughout her pack lands. Since the pack meeting, she had gotten a reality check. Aurora had started to become active again, and changes caught her off guard. She and Chenzii had been with Aurora since Kalgalath himself became alpha, it was most logical that they competed with each other for the highest rank. And Chenzii had surpassed the vixen. Despite the fact that Magic liked the position, it was not rightfully hers. In fact, as the female knew that her identity was lost at the moment, it was best that her best friend took the position. She was a wonderful asset to the prowess of Aurora Borealis. The black shadow thought she fit the position perfectly. But as time started to move on, Magic forgot her responsibilities. Aurora was growing and she was disappearing, and the thought made her stomach flip. The world was already moving very fast, and she didn’t want it to leave her in the dust forever. Her pads felt through the tall grass as she passed by the lake and towards the clearings of soft dirt. Moondown Shadows would be in this direction, but before the great river elapsed into her view, Magic stopped. Here were small clearings guarded by high trees. Deciduous leaves cast shadows and patches of grass thrived in the sunlight while the soft dirt lay basking in the shade. This would be the perfect place to host the session of training she had decided to conduct. The last time Magic had actually fought had been when the band of rogue wolves had decided to try and take Aurora from the wolves living inside it. There the family she had had put up a daring fight and had come out victorious, though the consequences were not small. The wound on the back of her shoulder had healed completely, even as the lives she destroyed irked her less and less every day. She tried not to think about it. Perhaps this was a way to let that happen. She lifted her head into the air and raised her voice over the expanse of Aurora. She called on the ones that would want to develop their skills of self defense, or develop the militia Aurora needed. And when her howl died, song sung through the girl’s heart. Perhaps by serving she would find the answer she needed. Magic Gamma of Aurora Borealis Thunderfoot |
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