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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Light footfalls could be heard as the fay made her way towards the pack boundaries. The sun’s rays beat down on her medium length fur gently as her slender frame made its way through the lands. Her bright stargazers scanned the area inquisitively as she slowed her trot to a slow walk. She had come here to join but strangely known had come to greet her. It was a hard decision to choose which pack and whether or not to join at all. Even at the age of merely 3 years, the young one had been a loner for far too long. The need for companionship had become too strong. It was in her blood to be with others.

A flash of a wolf’s scent reached her nares and excitement flooded her. She stopped in her journey and scanned the area in search of others. The wolf’s form dashed through the trees away from her and Rylee narrowed her eyes in curiosity. Surprisingly, two more wolves went in that direction. Their scent was not the scent that filled the pack borders. Then it occurred to her. A pack meeting must be being held. Slowly, hesitantly, she stepped across the pack border and began weaving her way through the land and to the pack meeting.

The aroma of wolves intensified and she picked up pace, excited. She stopped towards the back of the pack and watched momentarily. The Alpha was giving ranks and judging by others’ words, he had just fought a challenger and succeeded. She wasn’t sure how late she was but it wouldn’t be a very good first impression. A large aspen caught her eye and in silence she made her way towards it. Once she reached it, she rested her weight on her haunches and curled her tail around herself. She was silent as she listened to a male talk about his mate and about welcoming her. Rylee blinked wondering how to get herself welcomed. Once the meeting was over then she would approach. For now, she would merely wait and observe.

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|Rylee|Adult|Female|
||SuneeDee||



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