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 July 28, 2012 at 10:50:34 PM by Ambrosia
| Female | Adult | Mate to None | Beta of Bright Moon | Fantasia ooc: I'm sowwy for the REAAAAALLLLYYY slow reply :( I've been super busy, and even this is pretty short...But that's not because of my muse, that's because I had absoloutly no idea what else to post. lol :3 Please excuse and enjoy the shortest post in my history~ ...Oh, and I made the font bigger so my post looked longer. Yup, I rock c; As wierd as it may sound, the thought of tasting the tiny insect intrigued me and set my stomach into a state in which it could eat anything. Cravings for things that our kind weren't supposed to eat wasn't really my thing, but it must be an off-day for me. For some reasons I seemed more cheerful, rather than serious-but even that could hardly be seen, unless you walked up on me at my moment of play-which happened to be right now. I felt immature. Like a pup or teen whom roam around just looking for someone to converse with. The preditorial stance that I beheld didn't break as I crept forward step by step, carefully moving so that I would not scare the prey I had decided on stalking. Emerald luminaries had locked on the tiny target, satellites perked but oblivious to any other sound that had crept upon me. For a moment, I could feel the saliva in my mouth double it's existance. To my surprise, as I opened my jowls to reveal my jagged ivories, the bug's wings spread apart and it launched for take-off into the air as if it knew the danger was close. The damned bug seemed to had teased me from the beginning, knowing just when to take it's leave when the point came. Becoming angry with the tiny brained bug, I lept to my pillars in attempt to catch it on the fly. It's escape route wasn't as well thought out, as it seemed. Jumping into the air, I snapped my jowls together as I reached the bug, but found I was just short. Leaping again, my emerald gems caught sight of something white in my perepheral vision. Ignoring it at first, I lept again in attempt to catch my flying opponant. Grumbling to myself, I decided to give up in defeat, slightly out of breath and turning around to saunter over to the edge of the stream, but froze at the amused tone of a male's voice. Raising my imaginary eyebrows, I nearly jumped from my skin as my ebony cranium jerked in the direction. Tamlin's muscular body stood about fifteen feet down the side of the river, and I couldn't believe how foolish I was to not have noticed. Being so focused on my "prey", I had failed to notice he had watched the whole display. How childish. How embarressing. My shadow-hued body was frozen and for a split second I could feel myself blushing. "Tamlin...!" I glanced around as if I was a teen talking to their first crush; Indeed, I was nervous on how he would react to a side he hasn't seen before. Normally I was the hard-ass, simply straight-to-business and serious, with a dark humor that only some found funny. "I..uh-I just.. I was...." There wasn't a point of creating a lie, and even if I wanted to defend my rep that way, I couldn't think of a quick reply to cover up my immature display. "curious." I mumbled the last word, defeated in any purpous and I kinda sunk my head down, breaking the contact of his navy oculurs and my own emeralds, to stare at the ground sheepishly, not knowing what to say.  |
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