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 September 24, 2017 at 10:48:44 PM by Vladimir



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She purred as his pink organ caressed her audettes and swirled around their bases. Her purr had shocked him, and caused him to jump back slightly, as his anxiety had returned. He had seen his parents be overly affectionate many times, and he was just repeating their actions. But what if she didn't like it. What if she did not like him nuzzling against her? What if she did not like her ear being nibbled on? He did not need to worry long though, because in the next few moments, she returned the gesture. His chin lifted as hers rent underneath it, and then she began to circle him. Vladimir stood, frozen, as she rubbed against him, and his knees nearly buckled from the warmth that spread throughout him. It was a feeling that he had never felt before, and though it wasn't uncomfortable, it made him feel uncomfortable. Not because it was painful or anything like that, but because it was something new, and Vladimir had never been a fan of change. But... he was a fan of her. And he was a fan of the bubbling feeling of adrenaline that had started to flow through his veins.

Seraphina had completely wrapped herself around him, in a slow entrancing way, until he was nearly trembling by the time that she returned to where she had started. Her head nuzzled against his chest and he was worried that the frantic pounding of his heart as it galloped away would scare her, but instead, she assured him that this was what she wanted too. It only increased the rhythm of his heart and he swallowed, trying to slow it but instead he found his maw dry. There was so much to worry about in the next few moments - what if he was... bad? Or he did something wrong? Or he hurt her in... some way? Vladimir had always been the go getter, the one to take immediate action but now he was hesitant. And while most brutes may have immediately mounted her and taken advantage of her willingness, he instead to take things slow. After all, he cared about her too much to do that. He had nearly lost her to the... well the now dead hessian she had previously been betrothed to. Up until he had realized how dearly he had cared about her, he had taken her heart for granted. He would never do such again.

'I... I want you too. I love you, more than anything in the world.'

Part of him - the cautious part which had only just now come to be - wanted to cuddle up with her and rest. To enjoy the feeling of his limbs wrapped around her, to close his eyes and feel the beating of her heart against his chest. That same part begged him not to rush things - after all, they were very young still. They had all of the time in the world - the rest of their lives - to explore the more intimate aspects of their relationships. He could reunite with his elder half brother and learn about... these things so that he would not be a disappointment to Seraphina. But more than that, they could wait until they were older just in case anything happened. They were naught more but teenagers, hardly more than pups in the grand scheme of things. If she were to get pregnant...

But the other part of him, the mind down below, thought instead of pleasure. He wanted her, in a way he had never wanted another. He had never had these impure thoughts before, had never felt heat in his loins. Parts of him were aching now that had never ached before and he wanted release. He could see that she felt the same way - after all, her aura was flashing now, glowing not only with the red of her heart, but with an almost palpable heat. Her desire matched his, and he wanted to see if they would fit together. Besides, his father had always taught him that you could only get better with practice, that no one was perfect at something the first time they did it. At that moment, it did not matter that his father had been talking about fighting technique...

Vladimir's dorsum rippled, the spines on his hackles raising as he quivered briefly before releasing his control. The hessian took a single step backward so that he could curl his nape, moving his maw in line with her scruff. Gently, he grasped onto it and moved by instinct. He did not clamp down very hard, but instead only enough to hold her skin. He could feel the tension of her taught flesh and he pulled back slightly, only enough to steady himself as he moved behind her. Vladimir realized his first mistake - by biting her neck before moving behind her, he now had put her and himself in an awkward position. He was stretched out as far as he could so that her neck would not be cranked backward. The bruteling released he hold and softly nuzzled the fold of her flank by her hip. His snout buried itself in her soft, thin coat of fur that lay there. He stayed there a moment, breathing his heated air onto her, and inhaling her sweet perfume. "I... I'm sorry hun." Suddenly, he snorted - it was so awkward of a word for him to say, especially to her. He quieted quickly, chastising himself for not giving her the romantic first time that she desired. "Sera... my Sera." He paused and shook his head briefly to clear the desire from it. "It is weird to call you anything other than my friend... but you aren't just my friend. You are my soulmate, my mate. My... girlfriend? Except that seems to temporary. I just... my father always called something sweet. But everything I can think of to call you just sounds too cheesy. And I wanted this to be perfect for you..." Vladimir bit his lip, embarrassed. This was not how he had imagined any of this going. But then the perfect term of endearment came to him, and he smiled, even though he knew that she would not be able to see it in the darkness.

Vladimir moved his snout to her other flank and nuzzled her again, his tongue leaving soft kisses along the delicate flesh there. "I love you too, my angel." It was perfect - the game of angels and demons had been the first game they had ever played together. He had begrudgingly allowed her to join him and Castiel, but had said that she needed a new name. But the Seraphim were a group of fallen angels, and they had allowed her to keep her name. And now she truly was an angel - his angel. His fear was gone now, and he tensed his haunches in order to lift his forelimbs off of the ground. One draped over each side of her back and he reached forward to gently grasp her scruff again. Nature took over and he gently took her slowly and sweetly until they fell into rhythm together.

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The day had not even hit noon when their inappropriate venture had finished. Vladimir, panting and sweating, dismounting her but gently pulled her to the ground with him, and curled his limbs around her, not wanting to lose the intimacy or the closeness of the moment. "Was that alright? I did not hurt you, did it?"

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Some have greatness thrust upon them

~ Vladimir ~ Brother to Castiel ~ Kalgalath x Sebring ~ Heir of Aurora Borealis ~ Azura ~

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