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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Shall I step into the light? Or stand in the blood the darkness has covered me in?
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Kitsaiyanna growled softly as she spotted a brute and a fea. Her white orbs narrowed, distrust flickering deep within them. Her blood red canvas, heavily marked with scars and marks of her past, rippled, seeming to cascade down her like a river, dancing flashes that seemed like fire stood in the soft waves of red. Her white orbs burned with fire, a blaze to destroy all in her path. Her long, black claws were fearsome, even when not fully displayed. Her paw landed in a patch of light, flaring silver, a blinding bright flash of it, before she hissed and pulled it back quickly, baring her long canines, cranium swerving back to look at the two. Her sharp audits perked up, orbs holding curiosity and wariness. Her canines were hidden once again by her black-lined lips, her maw clamped shut tightly.

OOC: I SUCK at advanced... Except for one I had a page long response... But that was a long time ago... And not likely to happen again...

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