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 entertained thoughts of assisting the maiden as she attempted to sway to her feet, but abstained. The female was able to move to her paws on her own accord, and, much to his relief, spoke saying that she would be able to make it to a den. She said that her mother had given her the wounds that laced her slim bodice, and Tamlin felt a surge of irritation toward the woman who would harm her own. His childhood could not have been described as idyllic - his father had died while he was still in the womb, and his mother as too caught up in her duties in the pack to pay much attention to her three children. His siblings had been close, but he hadn't been included in their twosome. However, he doubted his dam would have ever physically attacked him, no matter the circumstance. Not wanting to prod, the boy simply looked grave for moment before moving onto the subbject at hand. "Please follow me, Miss." He walked slowly in the direction of the den, making sure to move at a pace that she could keep up with. Upon reaching said facility, he spoke again. "Here we are. Are you hungry?"

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