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 January 4, 2013 at 11:59:59 PM by Ambrosia
There was anything but a threat being detected here at the moment. The dark hued brute held his stature in a demeanor that was far from it, actually. Ambrosia noted it greatfully right away even before she had made her presence known. Even her harsh words hadn't phased him, and just for that, a few points for the brute was won over by the lass. He had immediatly obeyed his command, and within mere seconds he had layed down and rolled over to his underside. Emerald lanterns watched him carefully, scanning every movement in case he were to change and become a sudden threat, but he didn't. Ambrosia held the utmost power of his life or death at this particular moment, considering the boy was in his most dreadful position; All his vitals were exposed. With one quick movement, the ebon warrior's fangs could be around his trechea and his last breaths would come in gurgles-It's happened so many times before that it wouldn't bother the beta. But lucky for this one, that wasn't going to happen. The male didn't speak a word as he awaited Ambrosia's reaction, which luckily he didn't have to wait long. Stepping forward, she wrapped her lips-no sign of her jagged ivories-around the stranger's neck and shook it slightly before stepping back. The display of dominance was quick and painless, and now it was over with. "Congratulations, wolf. You're practically an official member of Bright Moon. All you need to state now is your name." Her voice had softened lightly, now knowing that this was indeed a pack mate, and Ambrosia had no intentions as acting as though she were superior to anyone in the land. After a moment of letting him state his name, the warrior continued. "I'm the beta, Ambrosia. I'll tell you right now, I'm not the nicest person in this beautiful domain, and I suggest that if you wish a kinder greeting, that you find the gamma-Venga. But let me remind you of how you could get on my good side.. All you gotta do is remember that trust has to be earned, rather than handed over." With the words out in the atmosphere, she let the male digest them. "In other words, you need to prove yourself." Ambrosia narrowed her gaze as she spoke before turning away and disappearing into the brush. [[ ooc: Sorry I'm having her leave so soon, just trying to close this up. Just go ahead and reply with him stating his name here and all his reactions and stuff, and then you can post him to the crazy wolf (: ]]  |
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- Too Close - By Rhoedias January 5, 2013 at 00:26:38 AM