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 February 7, 2012 at 11:12:09 PM by Ambrosia
| Female | Adult | Mate to None | Delta of Bright Moon | Fantasia Tamlin had returned, at least for about the remainder of five minutes, only to be once again called off to another challenger. Rolling my eyes irritatedly, I took off on a liesure trot around the perimeter of my current pack, banner held high due to my delta rank. Sure, it wasn't as though I was second in command or even third, fourth was cool. Plus, Raylen and Rio diserved the ranks, they have been here longer than me..Then again, it would be nice if they helped around here for a while, it seems it's been Misty, me and Venga that have been doing all the running around in a frenzy trying to greet all the new comers as they poured in by the dozens. This was my third time checking the borders, having to stop twice already to greet two vixens-seems as though their gender has been coming around here lots lately. Okay sure, I'm a female too, but I'm practically positive that my intentions to be here are not the same as theirs. Me? I was here to join the ranks; of course, I already had been promoted to delta just within this weeks time, even though I have been here for a few months at least. I've worked my ass off, and wasn't about to let me slack off. As for the other girls here-yeah, they wanted Tamlin. They wanted that alpha position. Okay, maybe not all of them. And hey, who am I to judge without knowing the truth? Sighing deeply, I found myself returning from my ancient thoughts, far away reveries fading away into the spring air. The seasons have passed so quickly; winter seemed to die off faster than expected, leaving me with thick layers of ebon fur in which I was working on ridding of these past few days. There were few patches of that awful frozen liquid, all slowly dissappearing into the ground without a trace and leaving nothing but new life on it's way. The tree's once bare branches were now budding upcoming flowers and leaves, and the scents were filling the land as though the wind held mixtures. Okay, sure I wasn't the nicest wolf out there. Nope, definetly not. But I do have my moments..when I'm alone that is. Letting a smile slip across my pallette, I closed my eyes and drew in a deep breath to catch the beautiful aromas. Gosh, I loved this place- it smelt sweet, but yet there was a certain distinction to it, and..wait a moment, there was something else. Screeching to a halt, my emerald luminaries narrowed as the coppery smell filled my nostrils, the smell dissappearing along with the soft wind that blew past me. Pivoting in place, I let my smile slip off and in it's place was a sneer. A snarl rumbled through my chest, but it never seemed to escape my maw, but you could tell I was slightly furious, along with a little worried. Here I was on my way to the others at Abendrot's, and now my change of plans led me off in the opposite direction...again. But hell, this could be important. Someone was hurt; what if it was Tamlin returning? Or perhaps another pack member injured from an attack? Heart thudding in my ribcage, I slowed my pace as I jumped through the foliage. Well, I guess you could say I was relieved to see that it wasn't a pack member, perhaps a little disappointed it wasn't Tamlin, but sure I was worried. Pissed off? Ehh, not my best mood at the moment, but that wasn't what was important at the moment. At my paws lay a dark gray hessian, mixtures of brown fading in and out of his pelt, but what had caught my line of vision was the scarlet liquid still oozing from his fresh wound on the poor boy's shoulder and back. Coming to a stop at his side, I lowered my head to nudge the male's neck, knowing that if his blood was still flowing from the wound he must still be alive. Sadly, his eyes were closed-which lead me in a different assumption. "Sir, can you hear me?" I backed up a step, wondering if he needed important help or if he was just simply out of energy like we all were. Oh sure, he was more than a little weak by the look of how much blood loss he has reached. As of now I waited for an answer, anticipation nearly setting me on edge.  |
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- The pain (FINISHED) - By Kiel February 8, 2012 at 03:18:35 AM