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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Seoras’ heart soared as the Tamlin moved toward the center of the clearing to address him. He had previously been talking to Misty but Seoras had not heard the words spoken in his clamorous arrival. The powerful alpha’s words were kind and helped ease his insecurities at his presence. They reinforced his desire to be there and thanked him for coming rapidly after the call. “It’s no problem at all. I just, you know, um, moved my feet and well; I guess you know what I mean. Yeah.” And with that, he took his awkward self and sat down to await the rest of the pack.

Venga graced them with her appearance next. After crossing the harsh terrain to arrive at the site, he coat was, naturally, a little… unkept. She daintily shook herself out, restoring her pelt to its usual shining radiance. A smile graced her features as she approached her king and said his name. Adoration was laced within her lyrics. She pressed her snout to his shoulder and moved past him, taking up post at his flank. She looked right there, comfortable. Still in the same position, her eyes travelled to her comrade Misty then to him. To him! She flashed the dark lad a smile, filling his heart with joy. His bunny friend! He addressed the kind gesture with one of his own. A smile permeated his over-sized crown, and of course, his tail wagged wildly. There didn’t seem to be any controlling that thing. Ah well, he supposed it was cute.

An air of authority hung over the clearing as the regal beta made herself known. Her high ranking enable her to make brief eye contact with Tamlin. She stated her king’s and sat down at his right flank. Her and the snowy varg shared a small interchange of lyrics, nothing but the undercurrents were available to Seoras, not standing close enough. Alpha, beta and gamma sat beside each other.

Several crashes could be heard, then a reddish-brown female was seen soaring towards the snowy king and skidding to a stop just before him. Seoras didn’t realize he had been holding his breath through that and slowly let it out, smiling. The femme pressed her nose gently to the alpha’s shoulder, then lay down in a submissive gesture. The feya, Harmonia, made her way to Venga’s side and greeted her enthusiastically.

The next appearance was made by a seemingly very unique duo. Seoras did not know their names but they seemed so energetic that he desperately wanted to meet them. The first, the brown eyed one, greeted the king followed by the second with the blue eyes. What were their names? His question was answered a moment later by his master. Anarrow and Flick. They colorful pair waltzed off to sit.

The lyrics of the next varg seemed to arouse amusement from Tamlin and Ambrosia, or perhaps it was his strange means of getting him where he wanted to be. The poor canine had fallen much like Seoras himself had in his first pack meeting, publicly and not without embarrassment. Oreo Twist, Twist, did not seem fazed much by his original entrance, greeting the master warmly. His next accusation brought on concern from Seoras. A name stealer? But that wasn’t nice. Who would want to steal the name of such a nice wolf? If Seoras ever found them, they would receive a stern talking to. The king’s next words soothed his worry slightly. At least he knew. But still, he must be so sad to know someone was stealing his name. Maybe he needed a hug?

(Thankfully for him) He was unable to go comfort his master because the male who spoke of himself in the third person had plunked down beside him and smiled. “Hi, his name is Oreo Twist, but you can call him Twist.” A friend! Seoras’ smile was so big, it gave his speech a slight slur. “Hi Twist! I’m Seoras, I’m new here, do you want to be friends? I love friends, and bunnies. Do you love bunnies? I do. Venga is going to find bunnies with me. I’m so excited!” His mouth promptly snapped shut as Tamlin began his small speech. A hunt! How exciting! What was he hunting?

As the ivory chief had finished speaking, a lobo has stepped forward. What were everyone’s roles? Hmmm, Seoras hadn’t even considered that one. Warrior’s next question however was answerable. His tail wagged as he jumped up. “I’m Seoras! Nice to meet you.” The same grin that slurred his speech was still present on his face.


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