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 20, 2011 at 05:12:42 AM by Sugar Fix
Something clearly had the males attention, and it wasn't me at this point. His bright globes are enough, giving an on looker insight to his thoughtful mind state. Ofcourse, i would not pry, whatever caused the boy to endure his moment of thought did not concern me. It reminded me of where i was, or more.. Where i was not. Bright Moon was not my home, it was his and the others, this being the case.. I was forbidden to gain knowledge on the packs business. I acknowledge Rios sudden change of emotion with a soft tug of my ink labias, the only form of comfort i could offer having no idea what tormented him so. My low voice is enough to bring his attention back to me, freeing him from his earlier expression and replacing it with a tender gaze that is quick to connect with my own gentle, emerald windows. I watch him shift the weight of his soft gaze down toward my children and i can see he is taking in their individual image one by one. It's nice to see but unfamiliar to me all the same. The father to my young only aided me in creating such precious creatures, nothing more.. No fathering gaze would ever peer upon the delightful physiques my darlings would grow in to, no comforting smile would they recieve when they need it most, not from their father anyway. I finally decide to move for i knew no good would come of dwindling where i was, that.. And i needed to fix my attention elsewhere anyway in order to rid the mental image of my previous packs Beta from my mind before i entered the black hole i was trying to escape from. I did hate myself for allowing him to father yet another litter of mine, as if one was not enough. He knew me in a way others didn't, or perhaps his cunning, intimidating manor of speech could lure me in to believing such? I shift my emerald lookers to Rio and dearly hope he could not see my moment of weakness. His gaze is settled against my own and i'm quick to acknowledge his thoughtful idea with positive lyrics. I tried not to give too much thought toward what i would do once my energy returned to me, it only brought a touch of sadness to my already wounded organ though i couldn't tell you why.. So for now, the subject would be avoided. The fresh pang of guilt strikes my chest reminding me i do infact have a heart and a conscience. I let Rio know that i feel bad keeping him from the hunt and silently wonder if he would in turn decide to catch up with the troops. Instead of watching him depart like i secretly assumed he would, he's reassuring me once again though this time he has the daftest of expressions on his palette while doing so. I can't help but smirk finding the look all too amusing yet not wanting to offend neither should he have not meant for the look to be the funny part of what he was trying to express. His words did bring me much comfort and i could only thank him with the usual smile and an unexpected blush heating me beneath my wolfish coat. With any luck he wouldn't clue on, he did have a rather charming way with words though, i would have to watch myself with this one. "Well only if you're sure. I'm just sorry i can't offer anything in return. I would very much like too, though." I did, i hated being on the recieving end of a favor while having no way of returning it, though perhaps the varg would speak with me with regards to what played on his mind.. I certainly was a good listener if nothing else. I finally react accordingly to Rios plans to move elsewhere. The hungry mouths that clung to my stomache for dear life are given no choice but to part from their life source and sqeal in protest, atleast i knew they were healthy. Each youth had their own individual cry that shattered my heart in to a thousand pieces. It was quite worrying how easy the three wounded my emotions with their protesting, i would turn out to be quite a soft mother afterall. The handsome male close by speaks up again, his voice grabbing my attention instantly helping me to focus on he rather than the pain i endured in order to make to my paws. His offer is warm and i'm leaning toward accepting such a gesture, but i'm quite to remind myself that he will not be around forever, this being the only reason i feel the need to reply as i do. "And when you are not here, Rio? How would i get by without you if i do not learn how to do things by myself?" I smile letting him know i don't mean what i say personal, but i knew i had a point. I wait for the boys reply before i see him turn on his wolfish heels and begin away from the place we had met. My pillars tremble ever so slightly beneath my weight attempting to adjust to the change. Still, i manage with great difficulty though in no way am i able to keep up with the handsome male up front. I do however watch him throw his dial my way several times to be sure i'm only a short distance behind and my heart can't help but call out to him and want to get to know him better. I had never experienced such a gentle male, having been raised by an abusive father and automatically attracting a similar natured mate, i had many trust issues on my shoulders. I continue to pace though at one point or another it must have looked as though i was limping while trying to adjust to the surface beneath my paws. With the three newborns in the grasp of my maw, i try to pick up the pace and much rather go through the pain that look as weak as i must have from Rios point of view. It did little to help me catch up any and so i settle for pacing shortly behind. The whole time my emerald windows are taking in the beauty Bright Moon had to offer, finding the land more appealing by the minute while trying to remind myself not to get too attached... ..Though realistically speaking.. The only part of Bright Moon that was truly winning me over was Rio. ...Sugar Fix ll Adult ll Female ll Bright Moon Omega ll Loveless ll Mother to Little Flawless//Oreo Twist//Sweets.. |
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- ’o death. - By Rio November 22, 2011 at 05:57:36 PM
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