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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He knew exactly where he was headed, Bright Moon pack borders. His footsteps were even but quiet. A lot had happened to the brujo since he had first came to blossom about a year ago. He was a teen then, now he was an adult and he thought out his problems more than he did in his youth. He had had a mate named Della who left him.. He had never been quite sure why, later that same day he was ready to throw himself off of a cliff. Now he laughed about it. Smiling he thought how his friends had saved his arse from killing hiself. He was moments from death when Timber and Della both arrived. He then had saved his former mate from a bolder that had came tumbling down. Causing his backside to crush. Months later he had healed, but still he walked a little strange. He stalked her, came very close to killing her and then very close to taking her back again.

He was sitting now a few feet away from the so called "border". Waiting. He had heard from an inside source a while back that the alpha of these lands was Tamlin. Maybe it had already changed, but what he had heard about him was that he was never around. He hoped that this was true, because if this was true then he wouldn't have to fight and he could just take what he wanted. That was unless a beta decided to fight, but he wasn't really sure on the whole concept of that. He thought that this would be fun, he had always been the leader type, and now what he really wanted was almost in paws reach. Already a few moments had passed and he was already becoming antsy to get the show on the road. He lifted his head back a little and let out a short howl. Their was really no message to it.. just a howl. Nothing special. His facial features were in their normal place, so to speak. They let no sign of what he was actually here for. He could be joining for what anybody knew..

(short :( sowwie)



Its complicated



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