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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Venga heard the howl ring out near Bright Moon's border. It took her some time to realize that that call was not from Tamlin, who was now beta, and it was not Satowra, she new this only because it was male not female. It was not like she had ever even met the alpha of her pack but she at least knew her regla's gender. She also knew that this howl was not of any in Bright Moon and couldn't be of any joiner. The blond girl had only heard the end of the howl, the part welcoming members of her pack to come. Being as curious as she was, even in her still sleep ridden state, she got to her feet and streached. Sparing a glance towards the den now inhabited by a pair of teens Venga had been assigned to care for, she set off at a fast trot in the direction of the howl.
She had been quite shocked to find snow blanketing the ground and falling from the sky. It muffled her paws, which she made no move to hide, as they hit the ground and propelled her forward. Not knowing what to expect her gait was hesitent. Still she could not bring herself to stop moving.
Eventually she made her way from the part of the pack lands that held life to the burned, charred portion that bordered no-wolf's land. It was only then that she realized it was the neighboring pack, Abendrot, who had come to their border. She was unable to hide herself in the snow ridden terra and so just stood. She was still some distance from the border where she spotted six of Abenddrot's wolves gathered. She looked all around herself and found that she was the only wolf there. None of the others of Bright Moon had come to this edge of the border.
My mismatched orbs look curiously, warily, towards the other pack as they split up, some coming closer and some moving further away. I take a mindless step forward but freeze after that, unwilling to move closer without knowing their intentions.
Finally i reason that they mean no harm to me or my pack so i move carefully towards the closer wolves. I dont utter a sound as i come ever closer to them and once close enough for civilized conversation, i stop. Still no sound eminates from my maw. My eyes show the question that my mouth will not form and i wait for the answer to come.


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*Venga**Female**Teen(older)**No Pups**No Mate**Bright Moon-Unranked**Blond Pelt**One Gold Eye, One Blue Eye*

The Real Me,
Forever Hidden...


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