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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He didn't have to wait long. Cody's eyes quickly spotted her, she was just as he had remembered, just a little older. Still, the look in her eyes displayed a far different wolf than the one Cody had foolishly left behind with no notice. Immediately, his eyes and body freeze upon her. Either there was no thoughts in his head, or there was simply too many running through his head for him to process anything. It was as if magically, Cody had turned to cold stone. A beautiful statue of white and small shadowed leg. He was too distracted, so thoughtless, so stiff, so scared... so much, he didn't notice her body being launched towards him. Not a thing did he feel as her body slammed into his, he was still shocked and thoughtless, until he hit the ground with a large thump.

He flinched, feeling a sudden shock of soreness run through the side of his body which he landed on. He snaps back to reality, and hears his name, in a confusing tone to his ears. He has no idea what to do or what to say, so he remains silent, looking up at her from the ground. The only thing that moves are his eyes, to catch hers. He's happy, he's upset, he's excited, but he's also disappointed. Not in her, but in himself. Finally, he crawls on the ground, edging closer to her, and letting his tongue roll out of his mouth, to lick her cheek. He rolls to a laying position, and attempts to nuzzle her caringly with his head, his ears pulling back in shame. His eyes gently fall to look at her from the corners, and he awaits for a response from her.

It doesn't take him long to realize he has yet to say something though, and he whimpers a bit within the back of his throat. He doesn't dare to stand up, his body feeling a bit sore anyways. Finally, he finds his vocals and the only thing he manages to squeeze through them is something that he knows won't be enough for his dear friend. He cared so much for her, he didn't know what else to say. "I'm sorry.." he says, almost whispers to her. He doesn't know what to do from there, and he waits. The thought of her having launched him down to the ground not-so-gently only scared him. Not because it hurt physically, but because it shot through him emotionally. He was almost sure now that she hated him.






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