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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Re(1): Sianomali and Sarion to the Rescue!
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Kit looks up as she hears paws slamming hard against the ground, measured breathing, and scents a familiar smell of an enormous brute. She hears the softer pawsteps of a small female-- Sianomali. She turns to where they're going to enter the clearing, tail wagging happily, but cautiously.

My maw opens as I see the femora I know so well. Her eyes are a fiery amber that scares even me, the soulless one. My sister stops beside me, and as always I worry. She's so small, and not very strong-- but she is extremely fast. My gaze lands on a brute-- and my hackles raise immediately. "Kitsaiyannah, are you-- you're crying!?" "Sarion, don't be such a male," my sister snaps as she goes over to the clearly upset female. I shake my head, black eyes looking at the male and female across the clearing. "You had better hope--" "Sar! Come quick." I roll my eyes and pad over-- flinching at the wound my black orbs settle on. "I'll--" "Don't. I... I'm fine for now I guess." I growl in exasperation. "Kit-Kat, you're not--" "I'm blind." She says softly, and I land heavily on my haunches. "Oh." the news was a shock. Completely. "Well-- oh, nevermind. You hit a tree." Sianomali nudges me. "Be nice," She murmurs, but the silver-red femora is smiling and wagging her tail. "I missed you guys." "I heard you say I didn't care what happened to you. I'm offended."

She laughs and prances around me like a pup, and I crack a grin. "You must be emotional today, if you're happy to see me." I say, eyes sparkling with their usual icy coldness and hate. But my aura has the slightest warmth in it when I look at the female. I smile and stand, my mass even larger than hers, setting me at the biggest wolf there, and Sianomali the smallest. I roll my eyes at her and lick her nose affectionately. "Gotta go. I don't enjoy a crowd, you know. Funny, I didn't think you did either." a sense of betrayal enters me, and she smiles softly, sadly. "Sarion they'll probably deem me useless, what with me bei blind and all." She replies as I turn away. "Nah. You're still good as you were before-- maybe better." I smile and wink before trottig away into the forest.

Sianomali watches her brother leave, and sighs. "Can we visit her?" she asks the brute, her tiny, delicate frame and beautiful voice causing a protective reaction in Kitsaiyannah-- as it did in many wolves. "At least myself. My brother wanders a lot."

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