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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Posted on March 3, 2015 at 08:37:57 PM by Kalgalath
 Loyalty means nothing unless it has at its heart the absolute principle of self-sacrifice Blayre had been gone for many days, but Kalgalath had not sought her out, knowing that when she was ready she was come home. It was hard, though, to not know how she was. If she was okay, what she was thinking, when she would return… Though she was growing up and aging, he still thought of her as his little girl, his little princess. Ever since he found her abandoned and nearly dead, a newborn marooned by the cascades, he wanted to protect her. He wanted to keep her from harm. Kalgalath could not believe how terribly he had failed her. Though she had grown up safe, it was not without pain. She had not had a mother for part of it, had an absent mother for another part, and now once again had no mother. He was glad, at least, that she was starting to make friends with her brother, Aindreas, who Kalgalath knew was also protective of her. He knew that the two had talked after Kalgalath had argued with both Cody and Zig, subsequently sending his mate away… but he didn’t know if she understood it all. And so, it was with elation that he came upon her scent just near the boundary and immediately his heart started to pound. He so desired to rush to her and comfort her… but also understood that she perhaps was still angry with him and needed space. Slowly, he followed her trail until he came upon her, laying down upon the soil just within the terra, her back to him. “Blayre… you came home.” he took a step toward her, keeping his head lowered, his blackened nares reaching toward her, aching to comfort her, but he would not push himself upon her… he would not be a helicopter dad, forever hovering, preventing her from growing herself. “Are you okay, sweetheart?” Kalgalath had finally started to heal, his coat and musculature returning, but it was only through the words and advice of his friends that he was starting to heal. He had come far… but it would be a long time before his heart would be mended. It would be even longer before he would open himself up to love again. But he had lived, loved, and lost. Blayre was young still… she should not have been subjected to such things. .................................................................................................................................................................................... **adult*male*ALPHA - Aurora Borealis*tied to |
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