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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Lucien
I Think We All Must Have Gone Mad
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For what seemed like the longest time, he waited, anxiety and concern bubbling in his throat. Finally, a familiar shape hurdled towards him, and he let out a breath that he wasn't aware that he'd been holding. Chenzii. As she bowled into him, he buried his muzzle into her shoulder, an embrace of sorts, and just savoured her smell and the fact that she was alive and well. Lucien had honestly been quite terrified for his sister, and seeing her alive, well and happy to see him warmed the ice that had been forming ominously in his chest.

"Lucien, you’re here." He chuckled a little at her whine, nuzzling her once more comfortingly. "Of course I am...Chenzii, I wouldn't leave you again after all this time." His soft lyrics answered her question, yet seeked to reassure her at the same time. He could instinctively feel that something was bothering her, and whilst he was well aware that it was not his place to pry in his grown sister's business, he still wished she'd confide in him, give him ways to help out and alleviate what ever was bothering her in anyway possible.

Gesturing for her to take a seat, he did so himself, curling his banner around his paws as he glanced across at the boundary line. "So this is your home?"He asked wistfully, ignoring the slight burn that the word 'home' left him. Once upon a time he would've never have imagined calling any place other than that of his birth 'home'. He gave her a small smile, "It seems beautiful, and I've heard good things."Truly, he was happy for the fact his sister seemed to have settled down somewhere respectable, and was thriving in a pack environment. Lucien didn't want her to be lonely or bitter, especially after everything that had happened.

Turning his full-attention back onto her and her form, he smiled again before questioning her further. "How have you been, sister? Is everything all right?" A pang of panic he had not noticed earlier built up. Just because she was here now didn't necessarily mean everything was all right. Something could be going down that he was not aware of...Lucien gazed at his sister with blue stargazers, desperately wanting reassurance that she was fine and everything was fine.

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