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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Sparring matches? Let me at em! I watch as the older wolves team up and start, but no one plans to come forward and spar with me? So what if I'm not even a foot tall and my muscles are still developing? I can still fight! Well, maybe not cause I don't really know how but I know how to tackle and run and jump! Doesn't that count somehow? Huffing, I wander out of the clearing, going off in search of my "prey." Yes, I'm referring to my future sparring partner as prey. My nose goes to sniffing and sure enough, I pick out a recent scent near the borders. Ah ha! Deciding to check it out since everyone else seems to be busy, I put my nose to the ground like a blood hound would and follow the trail. Soon enough I glance up to see a female wolf wandering around, holding one leg up as she limps forward. My ears flick back in worry as I pause and watch her with wide eyes of curiosity. Is she hurt? She must be. But that'll only make her a better sparring partner since now we both have handicaps! She can't fully use her legs and I...well, I don't have my adult teeth in yet. Yep, that's a good enough handicap!

Holding my head high, I prance forward until I'm right in her path, stopping and clearing my throat as I tilt my head and look up at her with wide curious eyes. Hello. You can stop howling now. He can hear you. He heard you clear across the territory. Would you like to spar? His name is Oreo Twist but you can call him Twist. Wagging my tail furiously, I wait for her reply with an inviting smile.



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