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

As I expected, I had startled poor Misty. She had whipped around faster than I could have said her name. I gave her a meek, apologetic smile for the scare. I listen patiently to her words. My orbs glitter knowingly. 'We've talked a few times' I scoffed, Honey, I've seen the way you look at him. You're starstruck. Or you were. I wouldn't know now, as he has been acutely absent. You've been pretty scarce yourself, too, Delta. I was careful to keep my voice soft and gentle. At the last statement I cocked my head softly with the implication. She hadn't been given her rank for nothing but she sure wasn't showing it.

I can see when her muscles tense under her short cropped fur. I lean back and watch her body language carefully. I know she wouldn't attack me, she's far too sweet for that. Still, I'm cautious. Her sad smile makes me want to go up to her and nuzzle her in comfort, but I don't. Instead I listen patiently to her vocals. Just thinking... I slowly nod my head. I know what she means. Finally she brings her luminaries up to meet mine, curiosity burning there. When the question hits my pricked towers I give a sad, humorless laugh. Yeah, yeah I've felt lost a lot of times. Lost and at war with myself and the world.. My voice and my mind were far away from there. Now it was my turn to cast my gaze to the forest floor. A small frown cast the corners of my mouth downward. The focus was coming back. Just try to keep your head up. And don't bottle all of your feelings up. You need to vent, come to me. Blossom won't miss a few trees, I don't think. Suddenly my eyes snapped up to Misty again. Right now she looked so young. My face was serious and grave. Just remember, war destroys. Features and voice soften, If you ever need anything, you know where to find me. I don't get to sleep much so don't be afraid to come around. I mean it. I feel almost motherly in this moment. I guess it's about time, I am a young adult after all. Looking back on my life, on the times I was lost, I realize how much I could have used someone to say these things to me. I didn't have anyone there for me but now I'll be there for whoever needs me. I guess that's why I joined this pack in the first place. Because I wanted some wolves to call family that I could be there for in any way possible, any way needed of me. Right now, Misty needed me so everyone and everything else-- including food-- would be put on hold.

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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