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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Now that she had relaxed, the tan-tinted girl started to focus on the other wolves in the pack. Her gaze first flitted to a pale lady, looking guilty for a reason. She looked vaguely familiar, but a name didn't cross her mind. Then, her eyes found two vargs, one she heard a name. Warrior. He was sitting near Venga as well, and she dipped her head towards him in a greeting. Then, a pair of wolves came by along with a younger, black and white male. Finally, her gaze found Ambrosia's dark pelt, and then she waited for Tamlin to speak up.

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