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 17, 2011 at 05:51:27 AM by raylen
She looks pained. She looks like a dam that's barely held together, bound only by weak ties of crumbling rock and ash and cement, one that is ready to let loose its floodwaters but cannot seem to let them go. She steals soft glances into my eyes here and there -- gold meets teal in a compassionate yet hopelessly quick glimpses, one that leave me unsatisfied. She doesn't look as though she's entirely comfortable here in my presence and internally I frown. But the smile she gives me is so full of hope and thanks that mine seems to falter in comparison. Misty's words are simple but her point gets across clear and true, their tone ringing far deeper than what she's extended across the surface. Someday, I decide, I'll be able to talk to her just as she'll talk to me. Before I can reply, a heavy, gnarled sound cuts through the air and immediately my entire body goes tense and silent, my jaws clamping together and ears swerving forward alertly. I swivel to see a female hissing as a cat might do. Her eyes are misty and filmy with blindness or near-blindness, anyway, and even in their empty depths there is uncertainty, wariness, and lack of trust. I don't know who she is, exactly - perhaps Tamlin had accepted her? No, he's off tending to a fight. There is a slight touch against my side and shocked, I look down to see that Misty has come over the border and almost pressed herself long against me, though now only the fringes of our pelts meet. My gaze swings back to the female who is now crying. Suddenly the entire thing seems a little awkward. I don't want to be rude to a despairing wolf but what am I to do? "It's quite nice to meet you," I begin slowly, "has Tamlin sent you to me? You are past the borders..." [ male | adult | teal eyed, golden furred | no love | second of bright moon | no pups ]
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Replies:
- 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