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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The first to come upon him was one of the very pack members who he did not know - Joker. The brute approached him at a lope and slowed, his long legs reaching out to match Kalgalath's pace. Nares flaring, the King picked up on the scent of coney, but his arctics saw no indication that Joker had recently eaten a meal - no blood upon his maw or his paws. He shrugged subconsciously and turned his pinnae to focus on the brute who he barely know. 'I suppose I should thank you for giving me the rank you did. Two sisters have joined, a pup and a teen. I suppose you'll run into them soon.' Kalgalath smiled and dipped his head in acquiescence. "You are welcome - your continued presence in this pack deserved recognition, and I am glad to see that you are making good use of it - greeting strangers at the border. I do thank you for letting me know about them, who welcomed them in?" Kalgalath wondered this only because none of the ranked wolves had mentioned anything to him, but he had seen Hellene only briefly and only once after the meeting - when they had been treating Hurricane. Though it made his life a lot easier to have the tier one wolves accepting wolves into the pack, it also made it more difficult, for he often would not find out about new members until perhaps even the next pack meeting.

'Both of them would make good warriors, with a little bit of training.' Kalgalath nodded his head thinking. "I find that pups often do not take well to training - or at least to anything in a formal sense. They are too busy exploring and learning the ways of the world, but I will mention it to Gwaine. Perhaps he will set up a sparring session or training session soon - that way the pup can at least tell if being a warrior is something she would like to do. I do not want anyone to feel pressured into any career - that is why we have so many. So tell me about yourself, Joker, as this is really our first meeting other in a pack meeting sense. What do you want to gain out of life?" Kalgalath slowed to a walk, wanting to enjoy the conversation with the brute. Besides, there was no reason to rush.

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**Aurora Borealis King*tied to Sebring*Father to Aindreas, Adara, Rohan, Blayre, Vladimir, Castiel**
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