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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Aindreas had fallen silent and in response, the fae had lain down and remained silent. Aindreas patiently waited, the tip of his tail flickering in rhythm with his breathing. As he inhaled, it flipped up and as he exhaled it lowered again. He was glad at least that she was thinking out her answer and not answering at the flip of a hat. The questions he had asked her were relatively intimate questions given that he barely knew her and she barely knew him. Rift had began her life at Aurora Borealis under his father's reign, and now everything was different. Aindreas was similar to Kalgalath in many ways, but he was not Kalgalath. Finally, she started to talk, giving her back story. Aindreas was abhorred with the idea that a wolf could live in such a place... but was his own beginning to life so much better? He had been born into a litter without a father - considering Kalgalath had not even known that Aindreas and his siblings had existed - and then his mother Nika had abandoned him. He had stolen food from others, but it had been because he was a lone wolf pup living in the big bad world - not because a pack had such a way.

Rift paused and Aindreas wondered if she would even continue. He nearly opened his maw to ask her to go on, but she continued on her own want. She was honest in just wanting the exact opposite type of pack that she grew up in - she wanted somewhere to call home. Aindreas nodded along with her, understanding the reasoning. All he had ever wanted out of life was a home and a family - but he had found out the hard way that getting a family was much easier than keeping a family. A one night stand had gifted him with pups, but the world had torn them away. He had thought himself in love with Stormy Horizion, but the released magic had stolen that opportunity from him.

Finally, Rift began to describe herself and Aindreas smiled. "I appreciate you talking to me about yourself, despite how difficult it may be. Is there a role in this pack that you feel more akin to, be it hierarchy or career, and why? I may not keep the career system going and may instead make each ranking within the hierarchy have a career associated with it, but I would like to have a good idea about what everyone is looking for. And as for myself - I like the snow for the same reason... I blend in."

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Through trial and error, pain and suffering,
And their ability to conquer their own faults


Aindreas || Ivoro || Aurora Borealis Alpha || Lonely Heart || Sin, Pandora, Famous, Psycho, Drizzt ||


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