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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OOC: Oh my gosh this is so short. My muse died.
So, this beta hated the smell of Spring Grounds as well? Fleeta was glad to know of somebody else who saw it for what it was, but she wasn't about to deliver some sob story. It reminded her too much of the helpless maiden ploy. So stupid. Still she dropped down in the submissive position required and made Brethil to do so as well.
"I don't have anything against wolves in this pack." She stated simply. "They haven't done anything to me. I left Spring Grounds just an hour ago, I apologise for not washing. I was pretty sure that the rain had washed it off."

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