<small> & then we do it again [done :)] </small>

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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Posted on June 29, 2012 at 08:54:58 PM by tamlin

As Tamlin stands, the very idol of formality and gallantry, he tries not to betray the unease that this, his second observed birthing, filled him with. However, he failed at the endeavour - birthing was different than social things, they were alien to him entirely. He was unable to put the feeling of wrongness into words, unable to state in his consciousness the profound creeping of confusion that swirled on the very edges of his mind, threatening to lift the hair on the back of his neck. He knew that it was utterly bogus that he would be frightened of a mother and her minuscule, mewling young, but still, it was almost impossible to banish the niggling sensation that he was not supposed to be in the presence of the lady as she strained to bring forth her pups. His words had been soft, as if he thought that, if loudly spoken to, the fragile form of Sunshine would shatter like an elegant crystal smashed on the floor. That too was something he could not rationalize, but, nevertheless, he doubted he'd ever get past the sensation of being entirely out of place during this sort of event. His facial expression was likely somewhat cute. The concerned crease between his eyes, paired with the expression of barely perceptible embarrassment, made him look much younger than his customary stern expression made him appear.

His ears, which had been slanted a tiny bit backwards (not enough to be especially submissive, he was merely unsure) flicked alertly forward as the female answered his initial question in a low burst of sound. She was in pain. Tamlin nodded his head graciously, forgetting his nervousness and squeamishness as he was given a task. The mother informed him that he was to keep her first born warm. He stepped forward and lowered himself into a laying position beside the miss, so he wouldn't be too far away with the squiring bundle that she moved toward him. He took the young female gently, positioning her delicate, russet and grey chassis between his front legs, it's back resting against one of his ivory stilts. Unsure of what to do, he gave her another few licks, studiously focused on his task. It was a good way to keep his attention away from Sunshine's labor without feeling weak and helpless. When the alpha presumed that it was no longer time to lick the princess, he nudged her stubby form with his muzzle, prodding her toward the warm fur of his chest.

His navy orbs were uncharacteristically happy as he turned his gaze toward the dame. While he had been occupied, one more puppy had been brought into the world. It was a ginger hued male, not too big and not too small - from his limited experience, a healthy child. It made a high pitched noise as Sunshine licked it in an attempt to get it's circulation kick-started. He saw her brief smile and allowed his own face to copy the expression, even though he wasn't sure she would see it. Only a few minutes later, the final creature came into the world, exacting a whine from it's mother on the way out. By this point, Tamlin was immersed in silent thanks to the gods that he had been born male, but not so much that he did not notice the glimmer of something that could be sentimental tears that clouded the gingery girl's topaz luminaries. The stag was diplomatic enough not to ask any awkward, prying questions, so he let it slip by.

After thoroughly cleaning and otherwise ministering to the final babe, Sunshine spoke, her words carried to his close by auds easily, despite the quietness of her flowing vocals. He smiled, then replied, his liquid tones courteous. "You are welcome, Sunshine." Her next sentence was also responded to. "It's no trouble, Miss" Tamlin rolled closer to the mini canines, ever mindful of the pup that was nestled in his ruff, as the maiden vacated her spot. He poked the ginger babe into position not far from his body and it's heat, then did the same to the last puppy. He watched them idly, yet with undisguised interest as he awaited their dam's return. The white-furred male had never been so close to newborns in his entire life - it was a fresh experience for him. It didn't take long for the parent to come back, and when she did, the lord was glad to surrender his custody of her three kin. She settled, then decided on names, murmuring each title in turn. He listened contentedly, speaking only when she turned her face toward him. "Are you comfortable here?" The den was makeshift; a warrioress of Bright Moon could expect a better place to raise children for their first few weeks. He knew that not too far off, there was a deep, well protected den that would suffice better. It all depended on Sunshine's reply.

ooc: lol. I typed: Sushi instead of Sunshine once.... When I went back, I was like: "0,0 whut. Tell me Tamlin, who is this Sushi....."

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