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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Ivory paws padded against the soft terra. Gust carrying her scent around making Tsu uneasy.The ivory/grey figure wearily glided around Bright Moon. Crystal blue orbs keeping a weary glance over one shoulder. Every noise making her jump and turn. Trust issues, maybe. but all with good reason. Though having the consent to be on Bright Moon grounds by the Delta Ambrosia she couldn't feel safe yet. All it took was for one wolf to not understand her or dislike her thinking she trespassed. Then Poof! Pack dream absolutely gone. Even after checking off several important tasks to get where she was she was a long way from being a true member. Still gotta meet the Alpha of the lands. Then get accepted by him to be an Omega. Getting trust was probably the most important to her. Meaning to the alpha she would have to spew her past out. Finally tell someone. Someone that could decide her fate after the plea is made.

Quietly she padded to a shady tree. Tail tucked low symbolizing no rank, yet she heavily scented of Ambrosia. Thus meaning she had the ok to atleast be here at the moment. The cool dirt felt splendid under worn out bloody paws. After keeping on the move almost for a week now it took a toll on her body. Slimming away the little fat she had to begin with, replacing it with muscle. Shortening her winter coat to an almost permanent Summer length one.Even a demeanor changed completely. Going from spoiled and an ignorant bitch to a weary, smart, and submissive wolf. Though trust would have to be worked on. It would take a lot for her to trust after her past. But that past would come up later when she told the alpha of it. It would be then and only then that her trust would be put to the ultimate test.

The small figure flopped to the ground with some force. Enough to make a slamming sound. Dirt flew in the air all on top of the white girl. Though she didn't mind. Gently the vixen rested her head upon front paws. Blood still coming from the cuts on the padding.Tiredness refraining her from cleaning them as well as stopping the bleeding. Short soft breathes relax strained muscles. Ears pricked for any sign of life near by. Wearily she wished not to have to shut away her eyesight. But eyelids practically pulled themselves down. Just about to hit the snooze button eyes flash open. A sound makes her jump some. Not to far away a howl breaks the silence. One filled with power and strength. Of victory. Thus realizing this must be the alphas calling card. He's home and ready to finish the business that he missed. Meaning greeting and assessing the newcomers. Slowly rising to all fours the vixen stretched her body out. All while staying completely alert. Bloody pads carrying her weak body to the meeting are, or however far they could get her.

Stealthily Tsu made her way to the area in which the vocals arose from. Keeping nose in full gear as a hot and cold kinda thing. Eyes scanning for the area in which she would be seen for almost the first time. Quietly she brushed past some prickly bushes in order to get to the destined area. A small limp showing in her step as she entered the clearing slowly. Ears shoot back submissively, tails tucks down, and eyes avert. Uneasily she weaves through the wolves, feeling all eyes on her. A familiar face allows her to break a smile, Ambrosia. Quickly it vanishes as she approaches the one whom decides her fate. A strong handsome brute. The rightful king of Bright Moon, Tamalin. In one motion Tsu stops, lays, and flips. Exposing vital areas. Never once did grey orbs meet his. All in respect. " My name is Tsunami, or Tsu for short." The soft voice a little hesitant but growing more ballsy by the minute. Looking up to him with eyes that read ' I will tell you why I act this way later, alone.' Lying patiently in the dirt she. Paws facing up exposed for everyone to see the cuts and blood upon them. Quiet yet painful breathes come from her.

Tsunami | | Adult | | Fae | | No Pack | | No Mate | | No Pup | | No Rank
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