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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Tender stilts take as long a stride as whatever energy i had left allowed them to. Even though i had been heading for the foreign land of Moondown Shadows, i had lost my tour guide somewhere along the way. The soldier who had offered to lead me along unfamiliar paths and accompany me to the pack land i had heard very little of had become distracted and with myself having very little patience these days, i decided to continue. Whether i would see him again i was uncertain, but i was grateful to the brutus for leading me this far, even if i didn't have a damn clue where i was or direction to the land i had been seeking, he had still helped quite alot. His sootheing vocals managed to keep me calm along the journey, something i was in desperate need of having a bulging mass of pups trying to claw their way out of my very being.

The day had been long and i had been enduring this painful trek alone for atleast two suns. Being heavy with pup, i had considered stopping and taking my chances outside the safety of a packland. However much the thought teased me, the thought of rest trying to lure me in as best it could, i had managed to keep my mind set on my target, that being Moondown Shadows. The ol' nose radar picks up on the fresh scent of water and i stray the path i was pacing to follow the lucious sensation in hopes of quenching the thirst that had occured about my needy throat. The air was rough and every ounce of saliva to seep down my throat felt like shards of glass. Once the familiar view of a lake takes my attention, i shift gears and pace quickly towards the sides before leaning down to take my fill.

The silence about me was thick and daunting. Perhaps i had become paranoid, that being what my hormones asked of me. Either way, needless to say i didn't spend too long at the lakes side and before long i'm shifting my weight with difficulty in hopes of reaching the pack i seeked before these babies were ready to take their first bite out of the world. My eyes were heavy and i wanted to sleep so damn bad. Perhaps enduring a journey as tough and unfamiliar as this one had been a terrible idea in my fragile state.. Even though my determination had never faltered, even now it was bang in place driving me on.. My body was beginning to defy me and threatened to stumble to the ground on a number of occasions. Well away from the lake by this point, the gentle scent of water is replaced by something much heavier. The thick odour of canines is clear in the air and it isn't until i ease myself further do i realize i had stumbled upon a pack border.

I was very knowledgeable when it came to the customs of a packland and so needless to say, i tried to keep my distance and pass by quietly. The male who had accompanied me spoke of Moondown Shadows as if it was the furthest away pack i would come across and something in my gut told me this was not the land i was looking for. I prepare myself mentally to continue even though my body is cursing me and demanding i stop. I ignore the silent pleading up until a sharp pain takes me in hand and causes me to stumble to the ground. My daggers clench together trying to immitate the harsh, abrupt pain i felt reacting throughout my abdomen. Not now.. Of all the moments to enter the world, the snuggled lumps of fur i carried chose this one? Oh hell naw! Shifting my limbs i try and raise myself once again only to find the useless stilts falling with the slightest bit of pressure applied.

With my energy gone all i could do was lay there and allow nature to take its course. In my mind i'm silently cursing myself for not being stronger or too damn stubborn to stop to rest. Typical of myself, always trying to stay ahead even when it causes a dispute with mother nature herself. Another pain is quick to dash through my being causing me to tremble beneath its wrath momentarily. A soft whine escapes me and never before had i felt so weak and vulnerable. Even my first litter .. I hadn't been caught in such a predicament. Admitting defeat and just praying no wolf from the pack whos border i lay upon in a desperate, fragile stated happened to walk by. I land on my side but keep my emerald lookers focused on the world around me. Well, this truly did suck..




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