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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Owie! The poor lad moaned as he rose from his awkward position on the terra. His alpha had been teaching him how to fight. He was with a friend! This fact made his rise a bit easier. On his way down, his shoulder, which had gotten a lot bigger recently, had made contact with a sharp twig. Maybe his shoulder wanted friends too? Couldn't his shoulder make nicer, less pointy friends? Like come on shoulder. Seoras supposed however that because of his love for his shoulder, he ought to put up with it. His shoulder had been god to him and he wanted nothing but the best for it. It was a nice shoulder after all. The varg swung himself back up only to find nothing but the bushes rustling to his right. His friend had left. He should follow! The thought that maybe it wasn't his place to embark upon his master's business never occurred to him. With that, he launched his pursuit. Seoras' acute nasal senses brought him to the pack border with only one bunny distraction! Pretty good. The heady aroma of the line brought back a powerful flashback. He was wandering and alone and- just kidding, he isn't anywhere near that deep. He only thought about how nice Misty was. His friendliest friend! Ahh!

Tamlin could be seen standing before three puppies. One of them was injured! Owie! They had howled earlier but Seoras had been too wrapped up in his terrible wound to notice. He casually licked the small drop of blood coming from the scratch before strolling over to stand behind the boss man. His tail was going crazy. Oh boy oh boy, friends! "Hi, hello, hey!" came soaring out of his mouth before his mind kicked in sluggishly. His impromptu comment was unacceptable! He chastised himself properly(maturityyyyyy) and sat down. Tamlin had spoken to the trio but the character had been too late to hear the words.





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