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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Posted on October 10, 2011 at 09:10:37 PM by Twilight Dream
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I shift my dark cloaked figure and take a comfortable seat upon my haunches and watch others flood the clearing with the mixed aromas that tickled my nares and unfamiliar voices harassed my submissive lobes. Still, i remain silent and let my lookers obsorb the appearances of others and names that once were completely foreign to me are soon becoming stored upstairs for future reference. My brilliant blue hued optics shift to glance upon an all crimson brujo'. His coat resembled that of my previous love and a small amount of anger swells in the pit of my gut. With my smile still in tact, it would not have been obvious or easily observed by others, again.. Another brilliant defense mechanism. Yes, i was known in my previous pack as the asassin, the fox, the unpredictable. My energy never faulters no matter what situation may arise, instead.. I keep my confidence in tact and wait for the oppertune moment to submit an attack. Indeed it came in handy at the best of times, but it wasn't something i performed for no reason, it would have to either be asked of me by one i believed deserved as much or, i assumed the fucker i aimed for asked for it. In this case, having no reason to act defensive or anything of the sort, i stay quiet and assertive, shifting my gazers periodically from those arriving to the monarch himself. He was certainly handsome, but wasn't that the case with most alpha males? It was like your typical fairytale, the prince was always good looking, charming, the hero.. No matter how the story began. Prince equalled quality, alpha .. Well, very much the same. Realistically, i was living the modern day fairytale except the only prince involved in this story was the alpha himself. I still had yet to be given a name formally, but i wouldn't pester for such, i was sure he would offer me his dubbing when he was ready to. My apex shifts to land my focused lookers on yet another unfamiliar canine. His confident stride had me wondering if he was already a member of Bright Moon, infact, had me wondering whether or not he was ranked, too. My blue hued optics connect with his own briliant pair and i acknowledge the nod he gestures in welcome with my own sincere smile gesturing thanks. Hell, if all the wolves here were anything like him i would be proud to call myself a Bright.. Hm, Bright Moon-ian? Ha! Yes, what a creative name, Twilight.. Well done.. fool.. Another wolf enters, a she-wolf who carried herself the way any loner would when entering unfamiliar territory. My heavy gaze focuses on her up until she stalls before the King himself and begins to speak.After allowing her sincere lyrics to hit the atmosphere, she quickly reacts to her own request by shifting her weight to the ground. My lobes stand alert and my dial cocks to the side remembering i had failed to perform similar submission when i approached. Shit.. Ah well, if Mr Noname asked it of me i'm sure i could find it in me to connect with mother earth for a minute or two, no biggy. Another canine quick to approach catches my attention. Yet another male for my brilliant blues to track as he projects a confident stride and pace. The dark cloaked titan carried a strange energy, perhaps one of a wanderer who had indeed seen far too much, perhaps more than myself. Once my eyes meet his own momentarily, i observe the scar planted below his vision.. But i dismissed it to be a mere battle wound and nothing more. Keeping himself to himself by the looks of things, i keep my palette serious by this point and just let things unfold naturally without my input. I had silently questioned what the King had called everyone to the clearing for in the first place. I had a fair amount of knowledge regarding packs and though every boundary and rule to abide by was different depending on your alpha, i had seen this similar experience occur several times in my previous home. I remembered recieving my rank as Beta through an occurance much like this one so i understood it to be a good time to dish out ranks and updates.. But perhaps there was more to announce in this case. I dismiss the thought, shrugging it off and resuming my patient expression and silence. The foreign titan approaches the Alpha male directly and offers his skills in return for a place in his pack. The ebon teen appeared mature for his age and though i'm not the biggest lover of pups or those younger than me mentally, i feel warm toward him, like i could enjoy a good conversation with him if necessary. Much like the lass before him, this.. Chrno finds his way to the dirt, offering the ultimate position of submission. The next brujo' to enter causes my muscles to tense about my being. My semi-muscular torso spells a defensive aura. Even though the other canines to approach had been as foreign as this one, this male carried himself with a defensive state of mind and my instinctual reaction was to tense up in the same way. So that was how i held myself, right up until he up position beside an unfamiliar she-wolf. Only then did his submissive posture show and as if in sync, mine did too. Yes, i was a very defensive girl but that was only the typical survival instinct of a predator kicking in, nothing more. I could handle myself when needed, sure.. But i rarely went looking for trouble. The lass who was seated beside the male who had only just entered the clearing is quick to pipe up, as if trying to distract the tension her mate may have caused by announcing the two were expecting pups. Ah great, just what i needed.. Lil' ankle biters pestering me. My expression stays similar to that it was before, emotionless. Indeed most girls carried that meternal instinct naturally, perhaps i was strange for not sharing the same excitement others projected when they announced their 'brilliant' news. Nah, the only pups i would ever love would be my own and with no mate or love interest around, even the chance of having my own was indeed slim. Once everyone has settled and the Monarch may actually be able to get a word in, i pipe up and speak in a rather confident manor. "I apologize uhm.. Hm, i'm sure all this King, Sir, Master nonesense must be a touch overwhelming for you, so may i be so bold as to ask your name, sweetie?" The smile upon my palette meant i was being anything but sarcastic, i was merely curious and in need of the name i would be calling the one i was to prove loyalty toward. |
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