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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now everything is dipped in gold [xathira]
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i just want it to be perfect
to believe it's all been worth the fight


Dierne Hrof had become a safe place for the arcus irae to reside in, a safe spot for all of them to come together and actually live here. Nyla hadn't known the royal Arcus Irae for very long, in their homeland she had seen them around the kingdom but that was it. Caught glimpses of them here and there. Now she had been lost when they got here. When they all escaped. Nyla had arrived at Dierne covered in mud, not a trace of her pretty pastel and gold fur to be seen. No shine from the gold at all. Now though, now that she had spent some time in Dierne, explored, gotten the feel of it; she kept herself clean. Her fur was soft and it shone on the gold parts in the sun especially. She didn't let a speck of dirt on her fur.

The lass was nearing adulthood pretty fast, knowing that, Losa would be nearing adulthood or already into adulthood as well... they weren't very far off, unless it was the other way around. Regardless, Nyla spent this afternoon sitting and laying in the clearing, basking in the sun and letting the warmth keep her calm and relaxed. Sun bathing was one of her favorite things to do. Though she had not seen any of the arcus irae around, she'd picked up their scent here and there. She had had quite the experience since being here. Several Arcus Irae had died, she'd felt it and ultimately she'd shed tears over it. They were all connected somehow, and while she loved knowing that she could still feel her fellow arcus irae, she dreaded if they were to die or get hurt. She hated those feelings. Hated that she could feel it. It gave her so much hurt, so much pain. She had never really gotten over the few arcus irae deaths that had happened while they'd been in Blossom, she usually kept herself from thinking about it.

Basking in the sun on this kind of day was perfect and what she intended to do for most of it. Switching sides here and there so that each side would be warmed in the sun, drifting in and out of a light sleep; it was so peaceful.



you be my glass of wine
i'll be your shot of whiskey


femme | nearing adult arcus irae | kin | tempest | mate

picture credit to xathira | table code credit to xathira | wolf stock to Bine G. on Dawnthieves


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