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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Posted on December 26, 2012 at 00:15:02 AM by Misty
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I wait for the answer patiently when a very familiar scent hits the air. Tamlin. I wag my tail and turn my head, welcoming the sight of my alpha. He takes his time getting here but that's okay. I know he worked hard on taking that boar down with the rest of his hunting party. I dip my head in respect when he finally does come into sight, my tail lowering below his, golden eyes gleaming with respect. I've never known a better leader than Tamlin. He loves his pack and he would do anything for Bright Moon, of this I'm sure. He glances my way as he arrives and I smile, glad for the appreciation in his eyes. Then he turns his attention to the group of wolves, naming off three. I tilt my head, curiosity in my gaze. so he knows some of the wolves. I guess they're already members then. He looks down at the puppies next, calling out to three of them before asking for the rest of the names. I look over at one wolf but another runs up to me, wagging her tail. She's young and looks outgoing and friendly. I grin at her words and nod at her question, lowering my head till we're eye level. Of course. Everyone meets Tamlin. An older wolf calls out to the young female, calling her Sushi as she pulls her back. I smile gently at her apology and shake my head. It's fine. She has something to be excited about. Another older wolf giggles and I grin at her, giving her an inviting look. I like these females already. She looks about ready to speak but the young wolf I was looking at before suddenly pipes up, answering my silent question. At her request, I lower my head in front of her. Okay. My coat is solid white though it's hard to keep clean so usually it's more of a yellow tinge from dirt. My eyes are a rich golden color. My fur is thick and my legs are long and lean, good for running. My face is delicate and my muzzle is slender. But I'm nowhere near as pretty as you. I smile gently. I look up as one of the wolves addresses Tamlin, correcting him on her name, Whisper. Then the other wolf speaks up, Sunshine, telling Tamlin the names of the other puppies. I grin as the puppies topple over each other until they're practically standing on Tamlin. He looks apologetic for getting the name wrong, a smirk on his lips at his nickname Tammy. I watch as he lowers his head, talking to the puppies on his paws. He takes in their unique perfumes and then tells the wolves welcome back. I wag my tail and smile, glad to be a part of this. Misty_female_adult_no mate_no children_Delta of Bright Moon |
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