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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Tamlin was somewhat apprehensive as he sensed that the female was about to come to, but he did not back away. Rather, he stood still, looming over her slightly, but not enough to frighten her too much. Or so he hoped. She opened her eyes, then moved into action, finding her way to her paws and making submissive gestures before collapsing back to the ground, obviously unable to expend that much strength as of yet. She smiled in a way that Tamlin interpreted as embarrassed before speaking, introducing herself as Kallik. Usually the regal would be a irritated that a wolf had the audacity to cross his borders, but today seemed a special case. He did not feel any ire toward the maiden who lay before him. After all, Satowra had a loving heart, and would never have turned a injured varg away. Besides, no matter what fools say, charity does pay off. All one had to do was think back on Harmonia, Anarrow, Flick and even Sugar Fix, in a way. They had come desperate and destitute, but ended up giving many gifts to the pack in return for rescue. Now, don't get me wrong, he was not one of the manipulative types, rather, the lord just thought of the pack as a whole and what would benefit it. If anything, the alpha was soft and just didn't want to admit it, even to himself. A tinge of the repressed softness found its way into his previously cool features as he replied to her, his voice a light melody. "It seems as if you have gotten yourself into a bit of a scrape, Miss Kallik. My name is Tamlin." He paused mintuely, watching her reaction, then spoke again, his vocals carrying the same tone of music. "It is not the way of Bright Moon to turn away the injured. Do you think that you would be able to walk to the nearest den? There is a vacant spot only a short distance away."

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