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 16, 2011 at 06:07:12 PM by Sugar Fix
 My pale stilts had betrayed me and caused me to stumble to the ground without power to stop it. The chosen turn of events had occured in such an abrupt fashion that it caused the impact upon the hard soil that much more painful. My shoulder had managed to recieve the blow and be dealt the worse pain in the process but it was such a minor injury that it would cause bruising to the flesh at most. My mental state dismisses the pain from impact and choses to target its focus on something much more severe, something inevitable and at the same time.. Completely terrifying. Indeed, I had produced a previous litter but i had been younger and my carefree nature had helped me overcome the traumatic process all but three years ago. I hadn't been keeping count ofcourse, but i silently believed i was heading on for five years old, caught between the ability to have pups but at the same time, due to maturity, i'm worrying more than i had with my first litter. My heart begins to race once i dismiss my anxiety caused through being at the peak of my pregnancy along the border of an unfamilar pack. Instead i'm overwhelmed by panic. Motherly instincts kicking in full throttle causing me to worry for the life of my young. Silently i cursed myself and abused my stubborn nature to no end. Typical of me, wanting to try and take on more than i can handle. It was probably due to having to push myself to the limit in my previous pack, i simply adjusted to believing taking your time and understanding your limits was portraying weakness, something i never wanted to be classed as. Still, had i not been so stubborn and determined to reach Moondown i may have been able to save myself this uncomfortable situation. Had my youths decided to make an entrance only a mile down the road i would have been fine with that and complied, but on the border of a foreign pack, one i had never even heard of?.. That really was taking the piss. After several minutes of resting giving the pain chance to die down from the extreme, i quickly try to lunge my weight back to all fours. To start with i believe it's working, my stilts unbalanced to begin with but that was natural.. However as soon as i prepare to step forward, my abdomen tightens again bringing my multi-hued torso back to the cold earth. I was exhausted, alone and completely lost.. What kind of start would that be for any family? How could i defend my young when i made such rash decisions without considering them and hell, they weren't even here yet! If the pain become any worse it would probably reduce me to tears, but so far it hadn't. I could feel a lump swell at the back of my throat and an overhwhelming sadness threw me off course. Most likely due to my hormones raging though i would never admit it. Truth be told, i wanted to curl up and cry my weightful heart out. My nose may have betrayed me, giving me no means to scent the arrival of an unfamiliar canine, however my eyes never did. I knew this would be inevitable and with no way of avoiding the situation that was about to come of the outskirts of what i would soon learn to be called Bright Moon, i simply lay there and roll my eyes after landing them on an all crimson brutus. His approach is taken from the inside of the packland, a place i had never intended to set foot and still didn't. Having no knowledge of the land nor its residents made the thought of the land all the less appealing too me, hence why it wasn't on my top three locations to pay visit. Then again, being completely new to Blossom meant i didn't know anywhere at all.. Apart from Moondown Shadows, it being the only land i had ever heard of. Rumors of another land had reached me on several occasions, but i couldn't for the life of me remember its name though i knew it had something to do with pearly daggers, only in fewer words. Once the pain begin to ease and my abdomen is released from the vice it earlier was being gripped by, i manage to shift my emerald lookers to the foreign male in time to catch the last of his words. To be honest i hadn't heard him pipe up to begin with, i had been too focused on the pain and trying to overcome it mentally that i had drowned out everything else. I catch his soft lyrics inviting me over the border and only when my senses perform their natural duty am i inhaling the sweet, metallic fumes of blood. My emerald gems shift from the male to the small bundle of fur that clearly had originally been stained white before this guy got his daggers in on it. The very sight of the lifeless creature made me want to spew, food being the last thing on my mind right. I was aware the males heart was in the right place, especially when he welcomed me across the border in hopes of aiding me in this dark hour, but my hormones raged and only pinned his lyrics to negative intentions, therefore, i'm spitting venom through clenched fangs. "Does it fucking look like i can move? Do you honestly think if i could stand i would be sticking around here? Or worse! Following you in to the lions den? Oh hell naw, take you, and your rabbit and do one kid!" A mere whine threatens to escape me. Words rolling from my acid tongue like word vomit that went completely against my nature. I wasn't a bitch, i wasn't heartless and i would never turn my nose up to someone who offered to help, but i couldn't control my hormones no matter how badly i wished i could. Sadness overwhelmed me some more, falling out of character and nature to myself hating what i was becoming but having no sense of control over it whatsoever. My emerald lookers shift again, this time to focus on another male, again.. Completely foreign but this guy carried a stride that was confident and sootheing, unlike the first crimson beast to stray may path. A warm greeting is made on his part and soon he is continuing to state the obvious. If i hadn't been so weak i would have laughed sarcastically and spoke what i was thinking aloud.. You don't say?.. came to mind but determined to make as few enemies as possible, and the fact that i was on the border of their home and not mine, i offer a smile in greeting, it truly was the best i could do. His words made me ponder how many i was due to have. Two, three? Three had made up my previous litter and considering the father of these youths were the same as the last, i was pretty convinced there would be nore more than three this time, too. My stomache had bulged but not overly, not enough to produce an outstanding litter of five or more. I silently thank Tor for blessing me with the ability to bring new life in to the world but at the same time i'm cursing my creator for giving such low pain threshold. My thoughts are penetrated by a warm sensation pinned to my nape and i shift my eyes again to see the soldier who had approached offering some form of comfort. Part of me wanted to move, not knowing him and having no clue as to whether or not his intentions were pure an harmless.. However i couldn't. I was frozen momentarily and as akward as i may have appeared being so close to a strange male, i infact wasn't. I found his tough tender and sootheing, something i had never before recieved and so was unsure how to acknowledge it, hence why i was unable to move a limb and found it to be so foreign. The silence between the three of us is thick and unerving so i'm thankful when the male speaks again, still lacking the input of his name. By this point i had no fight left in me so when they began to speak amongst one another in trying to decide what was the best way to aid my fragile state, i stay silent and let them get on with it. I gesture a simple nod in reply while silently hope they don't intend on asking me to walk as i felt incapable of doing so right now. Atleast until the pain eases off, perhaps then i could try and comply but right now they didn't have a cat in hells chance. Another canine is quick to appear, one of ivory coloring and i couldn't help but feel her facial expression projected her lack of wanting to deal with this situation. Instantly i feel unsure and raged by her silent gesture of distaste and so when she speaks i fail to land my optics on her in acknowledgement, however i do listen as she announces the names of those who have arrived to aid me. Silence follows and since i could be quite bitchy when it comes to other females, especially when i'm laying in such a fragile state, i fake a gentle cough as if making out i hadn't heard her and intended to ignore her all together. Soon enough, another presence is making its way to the area and i can't help but roll my eyes before settling them upon his regal form. Again unfamiliar, my body tenses until he speaks asking the others to instruct him on how he could be making himself useful. I notice the position of his banner and understand he must be the alpha of this land. My heart ofcourse thuds hard against my chest, uncertainty closing in on me faster than before. Again, pain overwhelms my being causing me to curl up a little and tense my frame as if awaiting certain impact. Daggers clenched together tyring to aid me in taking my mind from what was infact more painful. Once the contraction comes to an abrupt halt, i breath heavily. My sides heaving, appearing to rise higher with each inhale. I knew i was closer and could feel the urge to push and deliver the next generation of canines in to this hell. Instead of performing the task mother nature asked of me, i remain stubborn and hold back to the best of my ability still hoping to get away from the area before it truly was too late. "Look, i'm absalutely fine.. Honestly. There's somewhere i should be and i'm already up against time so thankyou.. But i should be goi-" While speaking through clenched jaws, i had tried to rise my weight to my paws again only to be overcome by an inevitable weakness that was a result of lack of nutrients and rest beforehand. My multi hued form is slamming to the ground once again bringing my words to an abrupt halt before i can even finish them. I accept the inevitable and lay there silently, breathing unsteady until a translucent fluid comes away from my being and the urge to comply with nature and push is upon me again. Contractions continue to abuse my abdomen making me feel pain i never believed existed. It was traumatic and something i would do my very best to avoid next time around, if i lived through this delivery ofcourse. My claws dig their way in to the dark soil beneath my paws and using what energy i can summon, i do what comes naturally to me, even around three unfamiliar males, i can't help but long for this to be over whether it will hurt my pride or not. Muscles tense to aid me in delivering my first pup in to the world, a moment i couldn't wait to live but not couldn't wait to see the back of. Several minutes pass that seem to drag and all i can do is focus on the pain and deiciding the perfect time to push once more. Soon enough, i'm falling back on my side in a breathless heap. My first born had entered the world of light without complications and for this i silently thanked my creator for such a blessing. Motherly instinct kicking in, i turn my apex in direction of my first born daughter and get to work on nibbling away the protective sac that had done its job flawlessly. Many a lick is placed on the young lass urging her to breath and only when she does, do i manage a sigh of relief and the briefest of smiles toward the others. It truly was a strange situation, being surrounded by so many unfamiliar canines while bringing life to my litter of pups, but deep down i was just glad they had been as warm and caring as they had. |
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