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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Gwaine never got a chance to hear what Jorah was going to say, both because he had moved towards Kalgalath and Sebring to greet them and because Chenzii answered his earlier questions. He was an odd fellow, that much the knight could tell. Rather withdrawn from the rest of the pack - not that Gwaine could talk. He wasn’t much better, now was he? But the hessian was still new and he had every intention of integrating himself into the pack more firmly.

“It is good to meet as well, my friend.” The king responded in kind when Gwaine’s addressed him, smiling as the knight turned towards the queen and introduced himself. “It is a pleasure to finally meet you Gwaine, I am Sebring, as Kal has more than likely told you.” Next came one of the young princes whose attention was fixed on a new femme. Little Vladimir sent a scowl towards the earthen brute briefly, but in that brief moment the new fae offered her name to Gwaine: Blayre. She was hesitant as she told him that she had previously lived in the pack and though it piqued the brute’s interest, he did not push the matter. It was none of his business. Not that it mattered. Vladimir had no such qualms as he smiled at Gwaine. “We are protecting the land and fighting demons and exploring the caverns down by the lake! This is my sister, Blayre!”

Amusement spread across the knight’s face at the unbridled excitement of the pup as he returned to Chenzii and took a seat. She smiled brightly at him and he returned a soft smile, perhaps a bit shy even. An unusual thing for Gwaine. He was anything but shy. But around the eboness… Heat rose to the knight's cheeks as Chenzii scooted closer to him. “I have been well, Gwaine. I hope you have been too?”

“Well, I certainly can’t complain.” The brute would have continued but at that point Kal had begun the meeting, which was not, in fact, a meeting. Rather, a hunt for Vladimir and Castiel to observe. At Kal’s call for someone to lead, Gwaine stood. “I would like to lead.” It was time that he took a more active role in his pack.



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