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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V e n g a
Gamma of Bright Moon

Boarder patrol was the usual uneventful thing it had become lately. The most excitement I had seen was saving the wolf pup and welcoming her and her sister to the pack.
Now, as my lazy walk brought me into the hot sun, I heard the song of a wolfess. She told of death of dear ones, of healing, of thanks to Bright Moon. Though I did not recognize the voice- perhaps it was from before my stay?- I picked up my pace and angled my shaggy honey hued frame towards it. When the ess came into view, my optics saw a slim teen with a ruddy brown color to her, tan tinting the fur as well. I also noticed that she had mismatched gazers just as I did, though hers were brown and green unlike my own blue and green.
I slowed and stopped just on the pack side of the boarder and smiled to the fae.
Hello, miss. My name is Venga and I hold the rank of Gamma here at Bright Moon. I can tell from your story that you have been here before. I can't say I've had the pleasure of meeting you, though. Your reason for coming here is clear but could I have your name?
My tone was kind and welcoming the the femme and a sweet smile adorned my canvas. Some time during my mini speech, I had sat on my haunches, relaxing. As always, my crown tilted slightly with my question, making me look younger than the young adult I am.

vengafeather, a remake, as best as i could do, of the wonderful picture that Minnie had made me. since Venga's a Gamma now, i figured it would be a good time to fix her photo so it matches her slogan.(:


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