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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Kalgalath was worried, if truth was told. The summer heat and sun throughout the days were some of the hottest that he could remember ever, throughout all of his years living here in Blossom Forest. The streaming rivers that had always run through Aurora Borealis had run themselves dry – in their wake instead were cracked sandbeds. The only place that not completely dried up was the lake itself – but even that had been affected. The lake had withdrawn back toward the center, more of the shore shown than it had ever been before. Though Kalgalath had walked along the shore many a time in his time ruling, there were now rocks exposed that he had never seen. He could only hope that the lake would last through the summer, or that the drought itself would end. A good rain would fix everything… and then of course there was the issue with the game to worry about. It would be hard enough on the wolves… but all of the prey as well? What ever would they all do when all of the prey disappeared, seeking somewhere with more food – soon, there would be no grass left. What then?

And then, of course, there was the matter of his father’s death. It was expected that he leave and take over his father’s pack – in that region of the world, the pack was handed down and always kept in the same bloodlines… and if Kalgalath did not take it over, it would not stay within his bloodline. His sister would not want the pack, and their mother had passed away before having another litter. But if he took over that pack… he would be unable to run this one. Although he had always known that the boys would be taking over the pack someday… but there were only teens and were not ready yet. It was a dilemma, and he did not know what to do. He and Sebring had talked about it, but had yet to make any decisions yet. And so for now he had decided merely to walk about, and see if any of his pack members had any concerns they needed to talk to him about.

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