Bright Moon - a land sullied by mystery and the ravaging scars of a terrible fire. Abandoned as a pack land for years, the terra has been used as a gathering place for the brazen and bloodthirsty drawn there by the lingering pall of death. Yet from the ashes there comes an unordained phoenix, the rainbow hues of hope glinting in her mismatched globes. Through the obsidian drapes obscuring the scenery, she alone was able to catch the perfumed aroma of new life on the breeze and hear the sluggish streams flowing ever swifter into the morning.

Thus, with a purpose, she set out to map the incognita, discovering daily the extent of the reawakening and unearthing within herself a desire to return the landscape to its former glory. Now she stands tall as privileged Alpha of the lands, lording over the rock-strewn prairie and bountiful forests with a firm but gentle paw.

Having finally realized her deepest longing to be a queen, Satowra is focused solely on the revival and maintenance of the Bright Moon Pack. Her question to each prospective warrior that comes to the border is simple:

"Do you have what it takes?"

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Ugh, a groggy awakening was never what Koa had labeled a 'wonderous' time. She had been at Leisure Lake, taking some time off, enjoying the sunshine, when she had fallen into the lake. All the while she was asleep. Growling to herself, she heard the alpha's lyrics hit her auds. She smiled and propelled herself forward, running past the borders of the Bright Moon pack boundries, and only stopping when she saw the group of wolves sitting around the alpha. Not wanting to make a scene, Koa silently padded into the territory and took her seat on her haunches, looking up at the alpha.

She didn't say anything, but merely dipped her crown, her ivory pelt gently waving in the light breeze. Her soft, blue eyes closed as she flattened her ears in the mot submissive way she could conjur up. Still slightly damp from the unwanted dip in the lake, Koa wrapped her banner around her legs tightly as she awaited the voice of her alpha.

OOC: Sorry it's short and crappy, I've got like, no muse...

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