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 November 16, 2011 at 05:55:23 AM by Misty
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The golden boy, as I'm starting to think of him as, seems thoughtful but his smile is sincere. It's like the only thing he wants to hold onto to, the only thing he knows will work so he does his smile and it has me feeling a little better, a little less scared...a little. I'm sure he can smell my fear. It's not like I'm trying to hide it or like I could. He greets me by name warmly enough, asking about Andere's reputation. I have to tilt my head some at this question. I didn't know that Andere had much of a reputation really. When Plague and Kimani ruled it, things stayed quiet and everyone stayed solitary, minding their own business. When Kree ruled it, things were still quiet with a pack hunt being thrown in the mix every so often but everyone still felt like strangers. And now that the crimson and white female rules it....well, that, I guess I'll never know. Finally he flicks his tail, welcoming me officially to Bright Moon. His voice trails off a little, eyes searching mine as if trying to find something. I meet his gaze for a split second before shying away, gaze dropping once more, not sure what he will find in my eyes and not sure what I want him to find, if anything. Then he speaks again, telling me that everyone has their own mysteries. That's fair enough, it's always like that, right? Everyone has a history, a background, a story. His next words have me freezing up a bit though. Hurt me? Someone would want to hurt me? Of course I know that that's not at all what he means. He means that he doesn't know everything about everyone here in Bright Moon and he's warning me that I may not always be safe from the other wolves here. That should make me reconsider my choice of coming here. That should make me run, yet glancing again into his eyes, I see only understanding and safety. I want to stay here. He gets a little hesitant near the end, telling me to find him if I ever want to talk. I want to blurt everything out, tell him all about Phonix and Hunter and the nightmares and...everything. Yet I can't...not yet, anyway. I part my lips and nothing comes out so I close them again and look down. A soft sigh of defeat releases from my lips before I decide that I do owe him something, at least to let him know I understand. Glancing back up, I find his eyes for a moment and offer a genuine smile, one of the softest and most grateful I've ever given. Thank you. The meaning goes deep, encompassing in it everything I've ever been through and how he makes me feel better about it all just by being here, just by looking at me like he understands, or at least like he'd want to. Right then of course, I'd have to hear a growl. Fear instantly has me cringing as I turn my head, looking at the other wolf who's approaching. The other stays in the shadows yet I can taste the distrust and aggression seeping off of her like a fire. Yes, I can smell the estrogen in her scent, a female wolf. Why does she act like she's stalking prey? Is she a part of the pack? She stops growling finally, covering her fangs back up as she continues to stare at us. Only then do I realize my current situation. Somewhere in the fear and confusion of the new wolf who means ill intentions, I'd maneuvered myself closer to Raylen, so close in fact that our fur was almost touching as I siddled up to his side, wanting to feel the warmth of another for comfort. Ashamed, I pull away some though reluctantly, eyes not wanting to meet his for fear of what I'd see there but wanting his input on this other wolf. I know that he'll make everything okay. He'll know what to do. |
Replies:
- Hiding from the light, for all I know is blindness. - By Ziiyannah November 17, 2011 at 03:46:23 AM
let me hate you, let me break you - By raylen November 17, 2011 at 05:51:27 AM
Darkness is my Light - By Ziiyannah(Grounded!!) November 17, 2011 at 09:57:32 PM
heart is breaking, barely breathing - By Misty November 26, 2011 at 09:06:47 PM
let me hate you, let me break you - By raylen November 28, 2011 at 00:29:54 AM
I see nothing - By Ziiyannah December 1, 2011 at 11:02:06 PM
Re(1): Sianomali and Sarion to the Rescue! - By Ziiyannah(Still grounded...) December 13, 2011 at 07:52:28 AM
heart is breaking, barely breathing - By Misty December 2, 2011 at 05:22:08 AM