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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Hiding from the light, for all I know is blindness.
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Kitsaiyanna whined softly, banner swishing as she backed up farther, ears falling and white eyes still blazing. She whined again, a soft, salty tear rolling down her face and maw. Her near-blind eyes tried desperately to focus, but she gave up with a whimper of frustration and pain. A shockwave of pain shot through her from the wound on her side, and she winced, lowering herself and starting to crawl backward, her terror palpable in the air around her. She was injured. There was no way she could outrun both of them in this state, nor could she fight them. She was trapped, and she hated it, feeling scared like the night her family had been destroyed. Her eyes reflected her terror, and the pup within showed clearly, though she was two, almost three years old. She blinked slowly, and then her angel's voice erupted slowly. "I--" She fell silent as another tear ran down her face. "I am Kitsaiyanna." She did not mention her worsening her blindness, for fear they would hate her.

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