Give Me Freedom <s>OR</s> Give Me Death

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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^{Give Me Freedom} OR _{Give Me Death}
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Posted on November 28, 2017 at 01:55:43 PM by Qiturah

It is not the stirring of my sister, nor my brother, that wakes me. No, I am too snuggled into the warmth of my mother�s fur coat to notice their departure. If anything, it gives me more space to stretch out in ful, which I do promptly before rolling over and nestling deeper into my blanket. But a few moments later, I feel the warmth of a tongue passing over me. I let loose a soft whine in protest, and desperately try to burrow deeper against my mother, but there is no getting away from the course ridges of the tongue. Again I whine, complaining that I�m being woken up so early. But then I feel the gentle pressure of teeth on my scruff and I�m lifted away from my mother�s bosom and pulled against my father instead. He nuzzles me briefly, before he releases me and gestures toward the mouth of the cave. I raise one paw and swipe at my eyes, removing the dried tears and other gunk that have collected in the pockets of my eyelids while I slept. Sunlight stings my eyes, and I blink a few times before they adjust to the light� But once they do I see that my two siblings are traipsing out of the den� Without me! I inhale sharply and pout, before turning to my father. He only smiles and gestures out toward them again with a slight nod. Without waiting a breath, I bound out after them, but then stop at mouth the cave and turned back to look at my parents. My father is curling around my mother protectively� and I cannot help but think how lucky I am that my parents love each other, and love us too.

I do not think it is odd at all, the whole being a tempest thing, seeing as I was born as one and my father told me and my siblings about it early on. But that does not mean that I accept all of it. Sure, my father and my mother were lucky in that they already loved each other before he turned into a tempest� And they were even luckier when he bonded to her in terms of soulmate stuff� So perhaps they are the exception. No� Not perhaps, they are the exception. Why do we Tempests have to be bonded to only one other? Why do we get no choice in who we can mate with? All I want is that choice� The choice to be with who I want to be with. The choice to love who I want to love. And what if I never find love? Since there�s only one being for me, what if I never meet them? Or what if I hate them? Am I never to have pups of my own? Perhaps these are all strange thoughts for a femme who is but a pup herself to have, but this is what I think of. I want to get my happily ever after like my parents have� And I worry that I won�t. It�s not that I am all about having a relationship� That isn�t the point to life. I want to accomplish so much in life... But� It doesn�t change the fact that I want that too. In addition to, of course, being a warrior like my dad or liaison like my mom of course� Did I think the word course twice? I think I did.

I smile and shake my head and turn away from my parents, giving them their privacy - something that they rarely get any of with us around. And then already I am forgetting about the whole soulmate thing, and instead my mind flits to what adventures we will get in today. I bounce out of the cave, and wince slightly as the cold winter air nips at me. Not that any of us pups have a thick coat, but mine is thinner than the other two�s, more like my mom than my dad I suppose. But I ignore it after a few seconds instead, and lunge at my brother. I miss him by a long shot, but it is just as he starts giggling, and I can�t help but giggle that starts rumbling out of my lips too.

�Were you guys going to leave without me?! You wouldn�t leave me behind would you!?�

I know that they wouldn�t, but I also want to hear them say it. I love them, they are my best friends� But at the same time, sometimes I wonder what they�re thinking. I cannot wait to grow up� so that I can use what my daddy has and see other wolf�s emotions. He says it�s not as easy as that� That you can�t necessarily feel what they feel� That instead it�s more like� A glow? A shadow or something� I�m not exactly sure. But I�ll figure it out. I roll over onto my back and stare up at my brother and sister, my tongue lolling out of my mouth as I grin up at them.

�Where we going today?�

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