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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Blinking sleep out of her eyes, the little femme rose to her feet with a barely audible yawn. Her father, Kal, was no where to be seen, probably off running the pack and all he did. She was proud of her father and what he did, though she really didn't have much of a concept of what an Alpha was exactly. No matter. Stretching out in a way that mimicked her father -she'd seen him do such many times, and aimed to be like him in every aspect- she perked her ears and glanced around. She hadn't really left this den much since she'd been brought here. After all, she was a very small and still quite young pup, and it was a dangerous world out there. Still, she briefly remembered a strange concoction of scents from when she'd first been brought to these new lands by her father, and her curiosity was getting the better of her. Looking around once more to make sure no one was there to witness her grand escape, and the start of a great adventure, she trotted out of the den, a mischievous smile plastered across her face.

Leaving a bit of her still fluffy grey puppy coat on the brambles surrounding what had been her home for the past two weeks, wide amber eyes glanced around, stunned about everything she was seeing. The way the trees swayed in the wind, the way that so many different aroma's washed over her at once...an exited squeal slipped through her little kissers, as her grin only widened. This world was...amazing! Putting her nose to the ground, she concentrated on her father's trail and set off at a giddy gait, excited at the prospects of today. However, when the trail crossed with various other scents, she hesitated. What if the other wolves here didn't like her...An uncertain whine escaped her lips. Instead, she wandered off in a different direction, eyes locking onto a bright and colourful object. It had beautiful wings, and though Blayre had no idea what it was called, she felt the need to try and cusp those wings in her paws. Darting off after, she leapt wildly into the air a few times, each time missing the prize she so desperately wanted. Her advance slowed a little however, when she reached a line. The line in question was a strong scent that ran throughout these lands, and was detectable in her fathers coat. The scent cut off here, and she experimentally put on paw over the invisble line, half expecting it to suddenly disappear. When that did not happen, she glanced around to check her surroundings once more, before placing her other front paw over the line, and staring around at the world that surrounded the line with wonder. The girl has always assumed that their home was everywhere and everything, but this...This felt different. Blayre bit her lip slightly, toying with whether or not she should take a leap and completely cross the line, or stay firmly inside where the familiar scent of her father was.

Blayre||Female||Pup||Princess of Aurora Borealis||Adopted Daughter of Kal||PixieEclipse



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