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 had been a long few weeks, her constant journey on her own made her grow more and more uneasy as time went on. She knew not where her brother was for sure - But she instead followed the whispers of the birds that spoke his name. His greatness. He took his name and made something of it, something Father always would strive for them to accomplish. For family was everything, and honor was undying. Who would remember your name once you were gone after all if you didn't accomplish anything? It had been far to long since the Princess had seen her family. Though whispers of her Father managed to slip her audits, as she neared Blossom Forest she heard more of Kalgalath. This caused her to venture deeper into the unknown forest.

She was almost fearless, this forest was unknown to her herself but it seemed . . . Peaceful. She had been without her family since she was just a teenager, a youth that ran to the unknown. She joined the Wildlings young and it transformed her into the lethal creature she was now. They stayed in a place so cold that their was no summer, where snow reflected moonlight and that was their only light. But she grew to love the dark. It was winter but it was warming up to the next season to come - Spring. Something Uriel had not been exposed to in a while.

Her muzzle lifted in the air, sniffing for a scent of her bloodline. She grew rather well at tracking, it brought her dark body to a pack land. His scent marked the trees along with a females. He was alpha now? The corners of her mouth spread into a smile and her audits twitched to the sound of voices. She kept silently towards it, hiding her small frame behind a thick tree. Her arctic pools staring out to the group. They widened in amusement, she stepped out silently, smiling as she grew closer. Her maw opened for her to speak. "Kal?" She asked, her voice reaching out to him as she stood a few feet away. She hoped silently he wouldn't be angry that she had showed up out of the blue - Or that she showed up in general after all these years. "It's me. Uriel." She said, hoping he would at least remember her name if not her face. After all, she had grown a little since they last saw eachother.





"In this game of war, no one fucking wins. Just the one who's left and the one who's dead."





Uriel

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