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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Disappear only to Reappear(Souleh/Sierra and Joining)
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Zev walked silently with Sierra as they found themselves wanting to join a pack. The question that was popping into his mind several days earlier was which one would be the one? He had not really thought about the answer, however. He had met up with his friend, Sierra, and she gave a suggestion; Bright Moon. He thought deeply about this, and it came to the choice of Zev agreeing. And so, they set out to the plains and forests of Bright Moon.

Zev placed his giant paws carefully on the terrain, watching and waiting for the scent of the border to come. His classic gray wolf pelt glinted in the sunlight, his big body the perfect example of a brute. His banner swayed behind him, a color of soft gray dotted with black. His face was rimmed with this black color, only slightly lighter; the rest of his face faded into a cream and white.

The plain seemed empty, but Zev knew that wolves made this terrain their home, and within the forests of this territory they probably rested. Zev coudn't wait to join Bright Moon; he wanted to throw his strength out and have somebody catch it. He was ready to defend something bigger than just himself; to defend something that already was strong. The scent of the pack borders rang over his nose. He stopped, looking around a plain with a slight breeze. He scented wolves, lifting his maw into the air. "At last," he mumbled. He barked out a loud greeting and waited for a response or a wolf to make its way to greet them.

OOC-Sorry for crappy post O-o

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