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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Her touch was shocking to him, for it had been years since she had touched him. And yet as she leaned against him he did not move away. It felt wrong to do such a thing – leaning away. She needed comfort, or so he thought, and therefore leaned just slightly into her. She relaxed and gleamed up at him, but all he could do was merely glance away. But then she spoke and his cranium turned back, his arctics training upon her. I’ll bet you remember the way we woke up. How warm we would feel. How happy. Again, memories flowed into his thoughts and his mind. It had been his first time. His only time. For she had been his first and only love. And for so long he had thought that she would be his only love. Which was why he had gone through with it. The sex. The thrill. The love.

When they had woken up, it had been in an adoring manner. Even in the chill of the early morning air, he had been warm, comfortable, and cozy. His icy gaze had found her beside him and the sight of her had caused him to smile, a slow grin at first, before it widened. He had nuzzled against her, not wanting to awaken her, just merely desiring to feel close to her. They were already close, not only physically, but emotionally. And yet occasionally he felt as if he was grasping at straws. As if she was merely a ghost. And so he had reached out to her, touching her, coddling her. She had awoken soft and sweet, reactive to his touch. His loins had ached for her once again, but instead he settled for cuddles with her.

His vocals had rang out, telling of Zig, and in response she had crinkled her nares in contempt, and Kalgalath knew that it was not a good idea to talk about Zig. Nika was still in love with him… and he still loved her. Do you remember how we woke up? It can be like that again… Her words were but a whisper now, hardly more than the faintest of breezes. “I do remember, Nika. I remember the sun as it came over the hill, the rays of the star breaking through the treetops. The way that your pelt shone in the sunlight. I remember it all. I loved you.” He was well aware of the way that he had spoken. Past tense. “Nika… I do love you. But I am not in love with you anymore. I am truly sorry, but after all that has happened…” His vocals withered off to nothingness, not knowing what else to say. He raised to his feet, moving away from her pressing form and walking away slightly, facing the sunlight even as it was growing brighter.

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**adult*male*ALPHA - Aurora Borealis*tied to none*Azura**
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