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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The pale King confused me slightly. Yet he did so in a way, and had such an air so that you instantly respected him, that it provoked awe in me. If asked about it i would be unable to explane it in the slightest but i knew it was there. My ears gave a quick flick back in confusion at his whine. I did not understand its meaning until his words came. A meek smile touched her lips as she rose, one of embarassment.
Don't mind my confusion as i am still fairly young in years. I replied to him, half joking.
The smile he held in his tone rubbed off on her face as he slung his head over her. I pushed my head into him a bit, enjoying the kind contact. As my King turns back to our newcomers, the smile that he induced remained. My orbs turn to him as my name arises.
It would be my pleasure, Tamlin. I can also help you find a warm place to rest, Annarow and Flick.
I dip my head to all three when their name escapes my kissers. I once again settle my mismatched pools upon my Regla, waiti ng to see if had anything else for me to do. Thats when i notice the wound on his neck and wince. Up until that moment i had forgotten about the challenge Tamlin had fought in. I am struck with a sympathy for the chalky clad male, for the wound looks pretty uncomfortable and painful. Also, i feel the awe again while i think of how brave and strong one has to be to face a fight like that and come out on top. I know that i could never do that. I think to myself, Gee, i would really like to get to know him better..

ooc; not a very good post if you ask me...
oh and iseveryone allowed at the power-thread ? she tends to be a curious girl.(;



*Venga**Female**Teen(nearly adult)**No Pups**No Mate**Bright Moon-Omega**Blond Pelt**One Gold Eye, One Blue Eye*

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