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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Soft, hesitant, and careful footfalls strike the ground with a subtleness that is worthy of acknowledging. Being a refuge all my life, I’ve begun to pick up on my own oddities that other vargs do not have. I stop at the borders that I’ve come to before. Why am I here again? Oh… that’s right. I left this place so that I would not put Venga or Tamlin in anymore danger than they already were with Abendrot, who was now raising its ugly head high enough to the point that it was beginning to look like a war-zone just waiting for one side to make a move. In fact, it probably still is the awaiting war-zone. My heart skips a beat. All the more reason to come, Kushina, I tell myself, letting my perfume sink into the atmosphere instead of calling out. My wounds are somewhat still there… but I’m tripping less on myself, and beginning to pick up my hardy attitude again. Which is a good thing because that way… if there is something I can do for this pack, I can do it and get it the hell over with, prove myself, and make a name for the fiery maiden that was once a damsel in distress on the brink of death. One would wonder if I really was just four years old… I already had more drama and fear in my life than one at the ripe age of seven would…Beggars can’t be choosers, I suppose.

Cold Summers had worked for me. I kept away from the other wolves, and they kept away from me… that was… until he came into the Polaroid and decided to brush up against my acknowledgment box. Kryptonite was the new alpha of Cold Summers, young, brave, loyal to his new pack… and above all else… (at least for me)- he had the same colored pelt that I had been chased down for, accused for, and beaten to a pulp because of. It is needless to say that I was completely and utterly stunned to find that he was the big fish on top of the food chain. And it appeared that he was equally surprised at seeing me sitting there like an idiotic, not making eye contact because I feared that words would fall loose more freely than I would like them too. I wanted to know everything about him. What his name was, where he was from, how he grew up, what his mother and father looked like, if he had also been called cursed because of his rose-hued cloak.

Unfortunately, I didn’t get to ask many questions. I bumped into him when I was getting a medicinal herb for the incision on my hind pillar, covering the nearly impossible to heal wound with a greenish goop that tasted like absolute stomach bile. It was grotesque. Anyway, I found him at the Cavern, and I nearly killed him there too. I did not know that he was in the same area as I myself was, and when he came up to me in the dark, I reacted on instinct and put my ivory-lined jowls to his adam’s apple, almost biting down. Almost. Thank Tor a flash of lightning illuminated him for me… for I fear I would have the Alpha’s blood on my hands now should I have continued with my actions. My navy blue stargazers close and I fight back that damn lump in my throat. What does that even mean? Why does it hurt to swallow when that comes up?

Well- I never saw him after that. I learned a few days ago that a new male had taken over as Alpha, having challenged dear Arwen for leadership… his name was Captain. Arwen was the only wolf I knew in Cold Summers beside Kryptonite. And both were more of an acquaintance deal-eo than of an actual friendship… however,I felt utterly alone and useless once again. How could I not? The only one that I could have thought of connecting to without a moment’s hesitation had disappeared into the mist of both past and future. Hopefully future… I want to tell him everything. I’d wait forever for him, if that would make any difference… and if it didn’t… well, I would still wait. I’d traverse the world to find him, even with killers on my heels, trying to get to my life if I fell… and if I still did not find him… I would keep looking. He has to be somewhere out there… dead or alive. And when I do finally leave this world behind, I’ll meet him again… somewhere only we know.

Yesterday I met a soul by the name of Lucifer. He has a rare attitude… I’m sure he’s not mean to the core, but honestly, he scared me pretty bad- and I’m still not quite sure whether or not I want to go and trust him yet… he has a suspicious look and feeling to him- but who am I to judge? I cannot judge others for I fear they will end up like I have. But enough- I left Cold Summers after healing up, and now I’ve returned to Bright Moon, the first pack I chose to take refuge in- even though I only stayed for a little less than a week… I felt more safe in this territory I’m at now, than I ever did when I was in Cold Summers… but should they turn me back, I will acknowledge their decision and return… not to Cold Summers… but… I’m praying that this is not the case.

Female || Four Years|| Relocating || Loveless || kiki
word count: 934
OOC: cheesiest post. EVER. Who makes a song into a post. Kiki does. Right. <.<;;




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