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 December 28, 2011 at 05:10:16 AM by Deadly Mamba
 It didn't take long before Kershov acknowledged me and spoke that I was current in knowing bright moons place. It was a matter of seconds before more wolves showed up. One was a wolf I had not seen before but would quickly ease my curiosity by learning the name, Fallacy. Then came Marx, a wolf I had heard of and actually learned of his lineage, which I wasn't even sure if he knew him-self that deep secret. I had made it my mission to speak to him privately considering I knew of both his parents, one better than the other. Well, atleast if that I had been told was true, than I knew them both. I mental sigh escaped as Enigma walked in trotting behind him, looking as beautiful as ever. A quick smile wrapped it-self across my facial features, that only she could see, but it was gone as quick as it came and as normal my features were emotionless. Then came in my least favorite wolf of the entire pack, but I never showed any distaste. I just gave her a passing glance and returned looking around the borders of the pack land in front of us. Deep inside though, I had made a mental promise to my-self to teach the ivory fae a lesson for her loose tongue, one way or another. I was a devious bitch and really had no reserves about how I went about teaching others lessons. Enough about Aviias and soon enough I had orders. I was to go with Kershov and mark some borders, sounded good enough to me. Soon enough I was walking along with the king and marking trees and brush. Masking the loose scent of Bright Moon with overwhelming scents of Abendrot wolves. I stopped and stared back towards the wolf Fallacy and Aviias, something was coming. I could smell the wolf far before she ever got there and a part of my went into assassin mode. I mean, this could turn nasty fast if the wrong wolf showed up. A low growl rumbled in my chest, it was barely audible but I knew Kershov could hear it. I took a few steps towards Aviias before I stopped and the other wolf finally showed her-self. of course Aviias quickly spoke and then yelled out at Kershov, as if he couldn't have smelled the Bright Moon wolfess all along, just as I had. Emerald pools glanced over at Ker, before staring back at the fae. She didn't look of any threatening manner, but you never knew. Who exactly would see me as a threat either, other than my scarred up face. I was just a petite white wolf with bright green eyes with a dark monster living deep inside that just happened to love to kill and was damn good at it. I was already planning how I would kill the fae on the bright moon side if need be, my exact route and where I would step. So much for innocent. Yet, you would never be able to tell any of my thoughts, because my features were as placid as ever. Never judge a book by a cover. 
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- The real me, Forever hidden; - By Venga; December 29, 2011 at 10:17:46 PM