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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Something seems hesitant about the way Akina approaches me, almost liek she's well aware of the monster beneath my flesh. My skin shudders at the thought, pushing away darker memories that threaten to take over. I know if something happens and I return to that dark place, she would definitely be on the target list, anyone whose gotten close to me, made me feel...deserving. I don't deserve anything and I have to keep reminding myself of that.

Once she sits down next to me, it's like doubt flickering in her eyes, from what I can see of the brief glance I send her way. Puzzlement flashes in my own eyes once I've looked away again and focused once more on the pool of water in front of me. What is she doubting? The time she's spent with me? I wouldn't blame her. Resignment takes over my form, making it hunch more in defeat. I don't deserve the air she breathes, let alone her friendship or anything else. All I know is that I feel very protective of her and I'd do anything to make sure she never gets harmed, both emotionally or physically. It kills me that she got hurt by those wolves who came for her pups and if I knew who it was, they'd be dead already, I know this as surely as I know I'm black in color. If I didn't get them, my other part would.

I notice that she sits down with some space between us and even as I'm applauding her logic, something inside of me is aching for her touch, anything to know that I'm not so empty, not so alone. The vacant side that she's sitting by suddenly feels so cold and I'm tempted to siddle over just enough to brush our fur together but I know that would be dangerous and so I fight the urge and hold my ground, though my whole body tenses in retort.

When she speaks, it's like hearing angels, her voice is so soothing to my ears. Maybe it's because I haven't heard another voice in so long but I think it's more the fact that I haven't heard HER voice in so long. My heart flutters and my chest tightens but I push through it, knowing there's no sense in acting like a lovestruck teen. She deserves way better. I feel her body sigh when I tell her that I missed her too and my lips twitch for a moment, playing with the thought of actually smiling. When I do let a smile curve my lips, I look over to notice that she's smiling too and it's like a sunrise on a cloudy day. My heart flutters again and I can't help the way my skin seems to heat up like a slow fire burning on the inside.

She scoots closer to the water and my smile falters a little, wondering if I did something wrong. But then she lowers her head to drink and I tell myself that she was just thirsty, that's all. I listen to the soothing sound of her tongue lapping across the surface and my skin shudders with pleasure of the sound. Finally she looks back up at me, telling me that she's glad I'm here and that she was wondering if everyone left. I can tell she feels guilty about the desolute pack lands where once they thrived with life. Of course it's not her fault and I wish I could tell her as much but I know that it would do no good. When she asks if I'm okay, she hesitates and I look over, wondering why. But then she moves closer, sitting where she was before and it distracts me for a second, wondering if I can remember just what she feels like.

Brushing the wrong thoughts from my mind, I offer her a shrug. Okay as it gets, I guess. There's not much activity right now. I don't think they've left, I think they're just lying low until they're called. When I get a good night's sleep, then I'll have no complaints. My lips curl up a bit toward a smirk, never quite making it but hey, I'm trying for humor here even though it's true. The nightmares have come back with a savagery and I can't sleep more than an hour now without waking up with screams in my ears. I look back at Akina and my eyes soften like they only do for her. What about you? How you feeling?




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