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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I am the Sword in the Darkness I am the Watcher on the Wall (Qiturah body swap/Open)
IP: 98.110.240.198
Posted on May 13, 2018 at 02:25:33 PM by Ghost


Now My Watch Begins; It Shall Not End Until My Death


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Sleep overcame the brute as it always did when the night took over the land. He was still learning what to do with his new life as a father, but when he left the world to dream all of that went away. It was often just him in his dreams, occasionally visited by the past through NeMO, but those dreams were less and less. So less now that he sometimes even forgot that he had known the other snow white male. But it was hard to remember the past when he was so focused on the present. Ghost had never anticipated to be a father, especially when there was no mother involved. It was not how he wanted to bring others into the world. His own life had been plagued with hardships because of his birth, and he didn’t want to do that to another anytime soon and that was exactly what he had done. He never would have called himself a promiscuous brute, but now it seemed that that was the case as he had father his own litter to a femme that was not his mate. But now that he had stumbled upon the three pups he couldn’t imagine not having them.

But for now he needed sleep and he went into the makeshift temporary den he had been using. He knew it was not very protective, but it did the job that he needed and it kept his slightly covered and his body heat in for the winter months that had now come upon them. And most importantly it was next to where his young had made their own shelter. His sleep was dreamless and refreshing when his body woke. Normally the rays of the sun warmed his pelt and alerted him to the day, but this time he woke feeling fully awake but it was still dark. Lifting his head he looked around in confusion, realizing that he was not alone. The pups normally slept together, still learning to trust him but occasionally he would find one with him or nearby. But this was different. The wolf next to him was not a pup but the same size as him…and he was in a den. Confusion swept over him and he assumed that he must be dreaming, what else could explain this? But the wolf next to him was a complete stranger, and he didn’t remember ever dreaming like this before. Turning his head to the other side he let out a gasp. He had thought that there was another adult curled up next to him, but it only seemed that way because for whatever reason his body had shrunk down to the size of a pup. This easily was the weirdest dream he had ever had. The more that he looked around the more that he saw he was surrounded by other pups. And he could only assume that the larger form in the den was their mother. Was this his mother? Some sort of hallucinated memory from when he was young before his mother had died or left them or whatever it was she did?

Shaking his head he stood, feeling that this was the most realistic dream he had encountered. His form was wobbly as he was used to a much stockier build and overall a larger frame. Ghost just wanted to wake up now and not continue this experience. Shaking slightly he directed his dream body to go out of the den, and he saw that it was early morning, usually when he would have woken himself. When he stepped outside a shiver ran through his form. Ghost had always been blessed with a thick winter pelt, almost never feeling the cold. But this fur was nothing in comparison, and the early morning chill seemed to go right into his form, chilling him immediately. He could still only assume that he was still sleeping, there was no other explanation for why he would be in a pup’s body. But he did look it over, seeing no white on him as he was used to but instead brindle of brown and russet. It was a cool color to see, but nowhere near his own. He had been so focused on inspecting himself that he wasn’t paying attention to where he was going and he stumbled, tripping over roots underpaw and he crashed to the ground. A high pitched yelp, quite unlike his own vocals, escaped his throat when he caught a branch just right and scratched his front leg. His orbs widened when he saw a small spot of blood stain the pelt that he was in. As far as Ghost could remember he had never felt pain or seen blood in a dream, that only happened in real life. But how could this be real life when he was in some weird body?

Unsure of what else to do to wake himself up from this dream that was beginning to look more like a nightmare, he nipped at his paw, and when he felt the pain in his toes but didn’t wake he knew that this was some bizarre realty. How did he fall into the form of a pup? Who was this anyway? It wasn’t himself and it wasn’t the color of any wolf that he could remember. Before he stood from his crumpled form on the ground he noticed another startling thing about this form he had fallen into…he was no longer a he…he was a she. Whatever was going on was nothing that he had ever fathomed happening. Getting back to his awkwardly short paws he tried to run through the trees, stumbling everyone in a while as he went. But he found what he wanted, a body of water. It was a slow moving stream, not yet frozen from the winter but covered in frost. Slowly padding forward, he cautiously peered into the waters, seeing not his unique red orbs looking back at him but gold and emerald gazing back at him. What the hell was going on here? Whipping back around he looked to see if there was anyone around, unsure of what to do to deal with this situation, or what even this situation was.



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**Ghost**Brute**Seduced by None**Wanderer **Adult**Father to Bennington, Alasie, and Catriona**Bastard Brother to Grey Wind, Kyoshira, Lady, Summer, Nymeria**Violet








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