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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Her reaction had been better than expected. He knew that Seraphina was no wuss, but still, Vladimir had worried that she would abhor the sight of him now that he was a murderer... of her own betrothed nonetheless. She did look slightly queasy, her gaze pointedly avoiding the bloody corpse upon the ground, but she did look at him, and Vlad knew that he could not look much better than Kael did. Blood covered his maw in a matte sheen of crimson from his nose back to his orbits. It was splattered up over his forehead, and painted all four of his paws for they had been dancing in the puddle that had poured from Kael's nape. The young prince's thorax and abdomen was not much better as streams of his own blood ran down his sides, weighing down his pelt. But somehow she still was able to stand the sight of him and neared him, shrugging in response to his question.

'I'll get over it.'

The hessian nodded, his brows furrowed in concern. She had already had to deal with a lot in life - her sister abandoning her, her parents trying to rule over her... she should not have had to deal with this too. But Vladimir had not had a choice - Kael had threatened her, had hurt her. What Vlad had done he had done for her, and he would live with the guilt of it for the rest of his days. Seraphina moved around him and Vladimir kept still, both so that she could get a good look and so that his back muscles would not start screaming in pain again. Finally she stopped.

'Are you okay?'

Quickly - too quickly - Vladimir nodded but immediately he winced. The fight's adrenaline had begun to wear off and his muscles were now remembering both their pain and their fatigue from the Change. His head pounded, his nape was stiff, and all of the rest of him tremored weakly. "I will be fine Sera. I just need to rest. I am tired... so tired." Carefully, he shook his head and tried to shake the sleepiness from his head without aggravating any of his aches.

'You called yourself a Tempest. What does that mean?'

Vladimir opened his maw to speak but then shut it again. The voices he had heard had been in a foreign angelic language... how could he put into words the things that he had said? Pursed lips and a furrowed brows accompanied his facade as he shifted his sight downward, trying to focus on what exactly they had said. At the time he had understood it so easily, but now it all seemed muddled, seemed backwards. For a few minutes he tried to form words upon his tongue, kissers moving along with the motions without sound, until he found strings of sentences that would hopefully make sense once spoken aloud. "It is... in my blood. My father's blood to be exact, and something has been released... Magic? Yes, that's it. I know more about this land than I did before and there were once beasts and demons like in the stories we were told, and heroes were imbued with magic to fight them and my blood carries it. Aindreas will have changed... and any of my kin who are in Blossom Forest as well. We were... were created to fight against a specific beast called a vampire. But there are so many rules and restrictions, so many oddities that go along with it." Vladimir stopped talking, realizing all of his planning had been in vain, as he had essentially mumbled on with poorly described terms. He sounded crazy, like he had been drugged or had a nightmare.

Again he shook his head, and immediately he grimaced and regretted the movement. Once more, kissers parted and he raised his electric gaze to look upon his friend, his heart. "I know how this all sounds Sera, but it is all true. But right now there are only two things you need to know. The first is that everything is about to change and the world has suddenly gotten a lot more dangerous and strange. The second... the second is that you are my Soulmate." He moved a step closer to her. "It is hard to explain... but we - our bloodline, my bloodline - the Tempests... we have only one wolf made for us. There is only one wolf we can love. There is only one wolf meant to give rise to our pups. And for me, Sera? For me there is only you." His nape turned and cocked slightly to the side, his brows furrowing and his heart screamed for a response, any response from her. "I love you."

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~ Vladimir ~ Brother to Castiel ~ Kalgalath x Sebring ~ Heir of Aurora Borealis ~ Azura ~

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